Thursday, May 24, 2012


Tears of memories are tearing me apart
Where is that hope and excitement of the past?
Where is that buzz of the roll calls every night?
Where is that trepidation of ragging while crossing crowded corridors?
Where is that delight in cheering for the hostel team?
Where is that malice in sledging other hostels team?
Where are the 101's in CRC classrooms?
Where are the -20's in RKK's assignments?

Standing alone in the quaddy, my lips shout **** ki maa ka bhosda
But my voice turns mute realizing no one else is shouting along....

Solitude is growing with the departure of each friend like a tumor malign
How and with whom are we going to do those things that we did, again
Going to ascendas every other night to stare at chicks and wings
Going to every crappy gult movie on it's first day, just to laugh at the madness
Putting group night-outs in the first year, to watch porn
Knocking repeatedly on your friends room, when you know he is watching porn
Using friends bathroom chappals as public property
Using the door of his room as private property ( to decorate it with abuses)

Walking alone in my wing, I want to relive those moments with my friends
But my imagination turns blind when I see every other room locked

Hollowness of absence is crushing me from inside
Missing every moment, the precious moments of my life.
Missing the beauty of Saarang , missing the boredom of Shaastra
Missing the awesomeness of pro-shows and missing the long cues in Basera afterwards.
Missing the World Cup screening in OAT, missing Sachin's 200 in common room.
Missing bumps on the birthday night, missing the empty wallet after the birthday treat.

I had loads of sunshine ( chennai X-( ), I had some tiny, little bit of rain too...( chennai :'( )
But still, give me another chance, I wanna grow up once again.....


  1. Awesome ra...feeling same way... :) :(

  2. "But still, give me another chance, I wanna grow up once again....."

  3. raghu vamshi kanukurthiMay 25, 2012 at 12:47 AM

    :( good byes are not forever bro!