The swift time we spent ,
That sitting with each other and eating dente,
Giving money to friends every month like rent,
Those priceless moments all went !
After every hit of yo yo!
Slangs started changing to oye! bro..
Sayin each other to go to hell,
After every course bell,
Oft snatching lunch on every interval,
And that sad feeling after knell !
Everyone was without tension,
Because we knew not to mention !
Really miss those happy golden days,
Those fun things of awesome teenage,
We thought of ourselves locked in cage,
But that was the key of success!
Deliver me from the days of old,
which were so loud & bold,
can only say
The feeling is there ,body& soul !