Dream

Dream dream dream, none of our dreams came true,

But still we do not lose faith, we stick to our strong virtue.

 

Life is a journey from darkness to light,

At the end of the day, we'll attain a stable plight.

 

Our college life is over,

Nothing is any more,

But our memories will dwell,

Deep down the core.

 

Days will come and end up in this way,

But we'll still bring some new hope's ray!

 

Teachers were good and same with our batch mates,

For missing you all, we'll surely do regret.

 

It was a common feature from first to last semester,

Only copying & pasting the assignments,

But the matters were same.

 

The teachers were aware of this,

Still they did not use to ask,

In fact in their college life, they also followed the same task!

 

Tests were boring, twice in the semester,

It was all about a cheating - struggling game.

 

Circuit theory & signal system were the two, that we used to hate,

Used to try to enter the class

Being very late.

 

Some used to play cards,

Others playing temple run,

Few others playing dumb sharaaz to get a lot of fun!

 

Smoking the same cigarette by boys, were something beyond mere friendship,

Some got engaged in love and affairs, involvement in true relationship.

 

Using the common words,

Hot, awesome, aur chill kar na yaar,

Tagging the same group photos in FaceBook for likes, comments and share.

 

It was the semester when we used to fight,

Those situations were a bit difficult,

Specially the three hours tight.

 

If i don't mention about our director,

The writing will be incomplete from dit's dunia,

It is our most beloved friends who completed our 'aashiyan' !