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Peering into the stillness of night… 
Some moments naively 
come alive… 
Dancing in the midnight 
birthday parties… 
struggling to have a single sip of 
Cold drink… 
Lying at the terrace 
and gossiping till dawn… 
And then getting amazed 
by sensing the dazing sun rays 
on our faces… 
Peering into the stillness of night 
Some moments naively 
come alive… 
Tediously sitting in the class room 
and commenting on every gesture 
of teachers… 
And then leaving the class happily 
after being caught and scolded… 
Bunking the classes and 
Parking ourselves in the canteen… 
Staring at and searching for 
Some fresh faces… 
Peering into the stillness of night 
Some moments naively 
come alive… 
Sitting at the stairs the department 
Conferring about some project 
and getting distracted… 
when a cool chic passed by… 
Chit chatting about each others 
Crushes in the hostel rooms 
And the nonstop bitching sessions… 
Peering into the stillness of night… 
Some moments naively 
come alive… 
Roving around in the streets of G.T. 
and commenting on some 
Bizarre dressing styles… 
Ten people sharing one pizza and 
a scoop of ice cream… 
Peering into the stillness of night 
Some moments naively 
come alive… 
Sometimes leaving back a naughty 
Smile… 
While some times leaving back tears 
in our eyes…

Comments

  1. simply amazing... the moments actually came alive in my mind reading these lines..

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  2. especially the one where we both were gossiping all nyt and then decided to view the sun rise before sleeping...:)

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