Memories of moments

May 31st, 1998 admin

Fast and slow, happy and sad,
memories of moments, good and bad.
Forlorn hopes to dazzling tomorrows,
victory of life, trampling sorrows,
Four years of the best in life,
ample in ambition, in experience rife.

Love and laughter, tales told retold,
in the warmth of the quilt in the winter cold.
Testing times demanding a lot,
Some worked worry beads some bothered not.

Holidays in high summers,
time to home depart,
and to return…with the rains,
to this heaven of your heart.

In the rains to dance, in the floods to swim,
with a will to work out every wanton whim,
After long tiring days to together lie,
and discuss just anything under the sky.

A little spark to set brushwood alight,
didn’t take much to fake a fight.
At times emotions took their toll,
a charged exchange, a hurt soul.
But touchy tales never long did reign,
drowned and overtaken by the lighter vein.

Wooing maidens by laying baits,
joining the gym and wielding weights.
Falling for every girl, playing the love game
till the girl said ‘no’, or the boyfriend’s name.

Journeying by bus over the hills and vales,
laughing, singing, relating tales.
Four years have passed in a blink,
the years that shaped the way I think.
Loved and cared every step of the way,
to grow a little wiser, a little everyday.

(This poem was the one I wrote when my days at IITG were numbered, and I realized that the dream that was IIT was drawing to the close of one chapter…)
Anil Krishna, 1999)

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