Dedicated to my College friends…
I want to go to the past where promises in friendship was the utmost important,
I want to go to the past where fun was the only subject in my life,
I want to go to the past where going to institution was just for attendance and not for engineering,
I want to go to the past where semester (i.e time) used to pass so early.
I want to go to the past where bunking the classes was fun,
Where together with your friends being caught by dean was adventurous,
Where having others lunch without letting him know during the lecture on the last benches was most admired thing by your friends,
Where comments from last benches on girls and faculty was most daring thing during the lecture,
Where lecture notes used to get completed on 1/10th A4 page & that too notes was common for 3-4 friends.
I want to go to the past where we used to pass 4 out of 8 college hours in canteen,
Where we used sit on PMC (Piya Milan Chauraha) for hours to get a glance of our dream girlsss,
Where we used to fire back to back comments from BCR (Boys common room) to each and every girls and faculty,
Where we used to sit for hours in the sports field to hide ourselves from administrations.
I want to go to the past where doing practical labs was fun,
Where lab means playing Counter Strike and zero programming,
Where Anshu’s and Sunil’s lunch had everyone shares,
Where friend’s girlfriend was also everyone’s girlfriend,
Where mine girlfriend was everyone’s girlfriend…Sahi h na Sunil,
Where my dialogue to try on a girl was used by my friend (Manish) on the same girl before me.
I want to go to the past Where we used to tell ourself as DON (UP & Mohit),
Where we used to make list of top 10 chicks to try for and used to keep them in our wallet (Beta Mohit ye tere liye specially),
Where ‘Babu ki maa’ was famous and Babu special style was adorable,
Where ‘Chumma’ ka haramipan was widely accepted by us,
Where Aman’s question was most difficult to answer,
Where Akshay’s and Gaurav guru chela relationship was famous,
Where Bone-no and her affairs with friends girlfriend was shock to all.
I want to go to the past where riding bike in heavy rain just to gift cake to someone very special on her b’day,
Where teasing with her’s name attached to mine was everyday job of my friends,
Where Dancing on the DJ floor was like breaking the DJ floor with Ashish and Manish dance steps,
I want to go to the past where every party was boozing party in Rajendra nagar,
I want to have that Dharam kata Special pan again,
I want to have that Kudesia Kababs again,
I want to go to the past where …
I want to go to the past where…
I want to go to the past where….