This year, the road to Pilani,
Seemed strikingly easy unlike the past
And with swift motions we reached the train
And set off for a fun trip to beat the last
Taking complete joy in being THE senior
I ragged ALL my juniors, much against their plans
Made them sing and dance all the way
And discovered some Asha Bhonsles and Ekta Kapoor fans
While the voice of one had us reach for the tissues
The K for kadam factor had us in splits
And then there was just a little booty dance
To make sure our flagging spirits, did uplift!
The boys bonded all happy and GAY
Giving us but teasers to the films being shot in the dorms
Amusing and disgusting us in equal ways
Was the nascent homo-love being born!
And then we hit the courts as soon as we landed
And stretched our limbs out thin
But still found time to spare
To spread around and try our every whim
As the games rolled on galore
We met and laughed with a million strangers
And showed off our strong cheers for D.Y
Pushing the nights to stretch a little longer!
The nights were trenched in bouts of joy
Over long-awaited meals we laughed and cried
And rode those bicycles through streets of mystery
Till, with exhaustion, we lay back on the bed and sighed
And soon, before you knew it, the day came
When with heavy hearts and sluggish steps
We bid adieu to each other
With promises of an encore on everyone’s lips!
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