Reminiscence...!!

I remember those days in my hostel 

where there is no boundaries for laughter 

a simple word hostel brings smile on my face

immediately I go back to our secret place

where my gang use to gather for some gossip and enjoyment 

we use to be in our own world of entertainment 

I still remember those silly fights

and sleepless nights

singing songs and dancing mad

on the beat of theenmaar on exam pad.

those trunk boxes 

which are treasures to unbox

our favourite home made foods

which refreshes our moods;

like pickles, oil foods, etc., which are ghosts 

for our hostel hosts.

those days ah! when I reminiscence 

those days I can feel presence 

of my naughty friends

who are the wends 

of my all these memories 

which embraces me for centuries 

I live...