Fallen Leaves

All these years, we kept our thoughts at bay And determined not to cry on the farewell day, It would mean the ultimate escape never to return

To those overbearing classes, bunking them is all that we learn,

To those abhorrent assignments, tutorials, exams, the midnight oil for which we burn.

The world shall now be a free blue sky

Where we shall stretch our wings and fly,

No one to impede our soaring flights

No one to extinguish our rows and fights.

But when we will stand there on the very morning

Something deep inside would be paining,

It will be the very ground.... oh boy

Where we have grown second with joy!

Feeling to be born by pain at last

We will be blinded by the visions of our past

But as reality sinks in, it will be time to bid adieu ...oh so fast!

At that very moment, my mind shall wander off without doubt

To the one-tree hill where we folks used to hang out,

Where the peepal tree stands tall but alone

We will be like its fallen leaves ripe and grown,

Ready to be swept by the tide of time

Oh wish this life would continue to resonate and rhyme!

How soon the compounds will be lifeless and melancholy

With grieving hearts we will leave to search for our own destiny!

Saying goodbye to that favourite professor

Will be a really hard endeavour, Who will guide me, pick me up when i fall?

Who will pull me out from my withdrawal?

Not knowing how to repay the debt i owe you

Through testing times your footprints will guide me through.

And then the thought of parting with my best friend

With quivering lips, tears welling up my sadness will know no end!

But i have promised not to cry

Forcing myself to smile even if it be wry.

Cherishing the moments of our great feats

Apologising for all the petty fights and heats.

Parting with you,

Will be sounding my own death-knell!

But then reality will intrude my friend

All speeches will come to an end,

The farewell will be all set

And then i shall realize that my eyes will be wet!