An ode to NITIE

25 months back we went to a place grand..

A B-School one of the best & yet not a big brand..

A crowd of a dozen dozens with not even a score of girls..

spent two years in heaven like countesses and earls..

More friendships were forged yet there were a few foes..

The 'time of our lives' went by with hardly any woes..

The Age of empires never went off despite the counter strikes..

Where FIFA world cups were won even without wearing spikes..

The groove yard blossomed into Mandi ,two Preranas went by..

Before we could even realize we were flying out in open sky..

All that remains now are memories and a special bond..

All those calm stary nights and those walks around pond..

The saturday chchole bhature, the happy singh sunday lunch..

Those weekends were so lavish despite the cash/credit crunch..

Few Facebook comments have replaced those hundreds of multi-casts

Chats that would last for hours then, now not even two minute lasts

Life past NITIE is exciting and will continue for sure..

But NITIE Nostalgia is recurring and it has no cure..

I am waiting for the convo and surely that day will come..

All my friends please stand up now.. lets start bunty anthem!!!

"Bunty hain ek sasti... .........."

Dedicated to my heavenly alma mater (which despite being continuously ranked in top 10 B-schools is still not recognized by the general populace and often mistaken for NIIT) and the time I spent there with my wonderful friends.

I hope that a day will come when the 'aam aadmi' will be aware of the existence of a heaven on earth in Mumbai - National Institute of Industrial Engineering (NITIE)!

Oh My GOD!!

My blogs suck but my poems do not..

blogs are remembered but poems forgot..

I wrote a poem three days back..

with it my blog was back on track..

I wrote something about girls shy..

while I titled is 'I don't know why'..

Such mismatch and such lack of thought..

yet more readers than a blog it brought..

Aren't there any takers for my thoughts deep..

How long should one's patience one keep..

I am not going to stop the thought process..

Neither am I going to wait as if playing chess..

I shall keep writing, and posting on and on..

Care not whether you're there or you're gone..

If there is class in my words, thoughts and mind..

Some day my readers will come and find..

The real happiness lies beneath the meaning broad..

Lest you understand it.. just shout 'Oh My God!!'

I dont know I dont know why...

Don't know I don't know why..

I never wondered what if I could fly..

Don't know I don't know why..

I never thought what If I were a girl shy..

Dont know I don't know why..

Every time when I write a poem..

I go for a 2 by 2 rhyme..

Now though I want to show 'em

I am not falling for it this time..

They are those critics of mine..

who find me as sweet as brine..

who call me asinine or swine..

Who question my intentions divine..

Those critics if read this now..

will say with utter dismay

" you are as holier a cow..

that only worship the gay"

I tell them with a lovely smile..

you can think whatever you may..

forgotten my thoughts will be in while..

But my words with this poem will stay

My words with this poem will Stay!!

I don't know I don't know why..

I never wonder what if I could fly

I know now I know why..

I was busy thinking about a girl shy!