Those Days

Damn boring at office, absence of buddies & work

Early I leave no mood for 6 strings too.

Whizzing back home

I heard the soft whispers of time,

It stirred the sediments of frozen memories.

Sepia toned days brought back to life

Delighting memories unveiled.

Prolonged sleep at dawn,

Foregone fantasies at last bench,

Chit-chats, Tittles-Tattles & debating discussions,

Stylish bags, Coordinating or complementing accessories,

Zestful window shopping!

Munching Lays during mind-numbing sessions,

Savor us gobi & noodles at never hushed place, the Canteen.

Playing agony aunt, at times negotiator too,

Compromises sandwiched b/w drab & good days.

Bumping at friends place without any intimation regardless of any invitation,

Yelling & giggling till sundown.

Doodling on last pages & scribbling gang’s name on benches,

Humming old & new songs,

Living life to the fullest in our own ways.

Crushes that set our hearts to fly like butterflies,

Giving funky names to all guys, gals and teachers.

Restless requests to spell the internal questions,

Hopelessly seeking for extra marks to earn our brownie points,

The dark seminar hall where we bade adieu at end watching the Kung Fu panda,

The avid to fly off from college to set ones independent life,

All those day’s memories still lingers at the heart.

Today I feel, tricky internals were better than monotonous Test plans

Attendance shortage was manageable than limited paid leave

I really miss my College Days.

Sin, Shru, Shipi were my kindred souls that i fondly look back

Fast forward, here i am, craving those days back

Lost in trance in memory of all the cherished moments

All this was "Once upon a time"

P.S. Edit credits to Jai.

Now I Blog…..

It has not been so long that I discovered the urge to pen down those thoughts which used to wander in mind every now & then. I kicked off the journey with tiny things; initially with few lines, then thoughts, later poems. Irrespective of what I wrote, blues or sunny it was always fun for me. Search engines not only helped me in finding the right words, which would speak on behalf of me, but also it acquainted me to many new ones which are worth to be remembered. Every passionate or hobby writer would have experienced this.

Writing has helped in improving my penning skills, & also encouraged me in reading. Reading novels, poetry, prose, interesting articles in newspaper & ah, how can I miss the “blogs”, which is equivalent of getting familiar with the author.

At times I feel that my thoughts are locked up in a box called “mind”, as I try to free them on the paper words just oozes out spreading color of imagination. I go gliding in the air of joy & all new words which I come across keeps me aloft.

Writing has yielded me insights into life & about myself! So I enjoy writing :).

I hope this would be a long-haul.