Hey friends this poem is not written by me but this poem is written by one of my senior friend who is currently acting as a manager in a MNC but still he want to express his down the lane memories with my blog site....
Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse,
Aage ke sapne saja rakhe the naajane kab se.
Bade utavle the yahaan se jaane ko ,
Zindagi ka agla padaav paane ko .
Par naa jane kyon …Dil mein aaj kuch aur aata hai,
Waqt ko rokne ka jee chahta hai.
Jin baton ko lekar rote the Aaj un par hansi aati hai ,
Na jaane kyon aaj un palon ki yaad bahut aati hai .
Kaha karte the …Badi mushkil se char saal seh gaya,
Par aaj kyon lagta hai ki kuch peeche reh gaya.
Na bhoolne wali kuch yaadein reh gayi,
Yaadien jo ab jeene ka sahara ban gayi.
Meri taang ab kaun kheencha karega ,
Sirf mera sir khane kaun mera peecha karega.
Jahaan 2000 ka hisaab nahin wahaan 2 rupay ke liye kaun ladega,
Kaun raat bhar saath jag kar padega ,
KAUN MERI gaadi mujse pooche bina lejayega ,
Kaun mere naye naye naam banayega.
Mein ab bina matlab kis se ladoonga,
Bina topic ke kisse faalto baat karoonga ,
Kaun fail hone par dilasa dilayega,
Kaun galti se number aane par gaaliyaan sunayega .
Tapri mein Chai kis ke saath piyoonga ,
Wo haseen pal ab kis ke saath jiyoonga,
Aise dost kahaan milenge Jo khai mein bhi dhakka de aayein,
Par fir tumhein bachane khud bhi kood jayein.
Mere gaano se pareshaan kaun hoga ,
Kabhi muje kisi ladki se baat karte dekh hairaan kaun hoga ,
Kaun kahega saale tere joke pe hansi nahin aai ,
Kaun peeche se bula ke kahega..aage dekh bhai .
Movies mein kiske saath dekhhonga,
Kis ke saath boring lectures jheloonga ,
Bina dare sachi rai dene ki himmat kaun karega.
Achanak bin matlab ke kisi ko bhi dekh kar paglon ki tarah hansna,
Na jaane ye fir kab hoga .
Doston ke liye professor se kab lad payenge ,
Kya hum ye fir kar payenge,
Raat ko 2 baje poha khane station kaun jayega ,
Tez gaadi chalane ki shart kaun lagayega .
Kaun muje mere kabiliyat par bharosa dilayega,
Aur jyada hawa mein udne par zameen pe layege ,
Meri khushi mein sach mein khush kaun hoga ,
Mere gam mein muj se jyada dukhi kaun hoga…
KEH DO DOSTON YE DOBAARA KAB HOGA
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Farewell
Friends,
Now we all are in the stage of telling “Good Bye” to our colleges. We all will remember each and every good or bad memory of our college days. So, here is to the college days!!!
“THE COLLEGE DAYS”
Just as I was about to retire,
Just as I was to extinguish the fire,
A thought flashed into my mind,
That I was to leave college days behind.
Those were the days of fun and frolic,
Those were the days of gifts and gossip,
Those were the days of bunking the classes,
Those were the days of “cheering” with tea glasses.
Days of bowing down before seniors in first year,
Days of fearing EDC and EMM the next year,
Days of running behind Profs for internals in third year,
Days of preparing for MBA and Campus the last year.
Now, these days will never come by,
Now, we’ll never do “Assignment ki Chapayee”,
Now, in the canteen, we’ll never have samosa and slice,
Now, in the gathering, we’ll never dance to the rhythm of beats.
No “hyaaa…t” screaming in the class,
No aero plane flying towards the dais,
No linking of girl’s name with that of a boy,
No fresher parties full of “masti” and joy.
But these days have taught us to take pride,
And also to take success and failure in our stride,
They have brought out our hidden talent,
They have taught us to be independent.
There are so many memories to take away home,
There are so many friends that I am not alone,
There are so many contacts in my “INBOX”
There are so many messages on “Sign-off”.
The extra tuitions, the mass bunking,
The “picnic” tour, the canteen chatting,
The VII SEM seminar transparency,
The VIII SEM project: FACTS and FANTASY.
The Exam form, the Express coffee,
The Result day, the Class party,
The writing on the desk, the writing on the wall,
The cheating in exams, fearing one and all.
All these “yaadein” are there forever,
All the GFs-BFs, may there love be forever,
NEVER,The “dost”s and “YASH” may change
May we all go to see a picture in the theatre!
So, Just as I was about to retire,
Just as I was to extinguish the fire,
Another thought flashed into my mind,
That this part of the tape will never “REWIND”.
Written by
Tamaghna Nath
8th SEM CT-B
Now we all are in the stage of telling “Good Bye” to our colleges. We all will remember each and every good or bad memory of our college days. So, here is to the college days!!!
“THE COLLEGE DAYS”
Just as I was about to retire,
Just as I was to extinguish the fire,
A thought flashed into my mind,
That I was to leave college days behind.
Those were the days of fun and frolic,
Those were the days of gifts and gossip,
Those were the days of bunking the classes,
Those were the days of “cheering” with tea glasses.
Days of bowing down before seniors in first year,
Days of fearing EDC and EMM the next year,
Days of running behind Profs for internals in third year,
Days of preparing for MBA and Campus the last year.
Now, these days will never come by,
Now, we’ll never do “Assignment ki Chapayee”,
Now, in the canteen, we’ll never have samosa and slice,
Now, in the gathering, we’ll never dance to the rhythm of beats.
No “hyaaa…t” screaming in the class,
No aero plane flying towards the dais,
No linking of girl’s name with that of a boy,
No fresher parties full of “masti” and joy.
But these days have taught us to take pride,
And also to take success and failure in our stride,
They have brought out our hidden talent,
They have taught us to be independent.
There are so many memories to take away home,
There are so many friends that I am not alone,
There are so many contacts in my “INBOX”
There are so many messages on “Sign-off”.
The extra tuitions, the mass bunking,
The “picnic” tour, the canteen chatting,
The VII SEM seminar transparency,
The VIII SEM project: FACTS and FANTASY.
The Exam form, the Express coffee,
The Result day, the Class party,
The writing on the desk, the writing on the wall,
The cheating in exams, fearing one and all.
All these “yaadein” are there forever,
All the GFs-BFs, may there love be forever,
NEVER,The “dost”s and “YASH” may change
May we all go to see a picture in the theatre!
So, Just as I was about to retire,
Just as I was to extinguish the fire,
Another thought flashed into my mind,
That this part of the tape will never “REWIND”.
Written by
Tamaghna Nath
8th SEM CT-B
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