Shruti made a gel candle in school which she, everyday, lits
And, as she lits, she takes the candle to a corner and, on a chair, she sits
she fondly recalls her schooldays with chads and chhavs and some other tit-bits
while doing so, in her mind, a bunch of forgotten memories she knits
…those canteen bread pakoras and those back seats
…those annual functions and those class skits
…. those “literally dumb charades” and “Raja mantri chor sipahi” played using silly chits
…. at her dismissal, Shruts used to flutter her eyes as if she’s having fits
…. but when it comes to academics, longest was her list of merits
In another room, it is Chhavi who admits..
… saying sorry to someone could sometimes be the worst mistke one commits (LOL)
….but without friends life will be full of deficits
…. that 12th Board maths exam was a horror of digits
…..which made her think were all mathematicians world’s biggest dimwits???
Chads, the camel, also has some additions and edits
….she recalled the days she made us rofl with her one liner explicits
….her height and jokes were her biggest hits
… so lovely was her voice which one doesn’t develop but only inherits
.. she was sarcastic but she knew her limits
Today everyone is occupied in their own pursuits
Meeting everyday, our busy lives do not permit
So we decided to go catch up one day and reconcile emotional debits
And of all the recents hits…
…the movie we went to see was purely co-incidentally titled “Friends with benefits”
And, “Friends Never Change” and remain the same in manner and wits
There is no time like ‘school days’ is what one always admits
Like school friends, there was, is and will never be anyyyy social circuit
We may be mature, but what really die hard are our old habits..
Thinking of this, to everyone, Chhavs solicits
Once in a while, it is best to pay your friends those long overdue visits………………………………..
P.S. This is a poem written by a friend of mine whom I cajoled to be a guest here 😛 Thanks
Photo Courtesy: Me 😛 😛
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