First day in college you are all alone,
The new campus,people,teachers all unknown,
You got super bored and wished you had a friend with you,
But it doesn’t work out always for you….
You enter and sit on one of the benches,
Far away from teacher’s desk by a million inches,
Suddenly some people come and sit next to you,
You introduce yourself and you have got a crew….
This is how you make friends,
And more like-minded friends,
Make thing called group,
Group is something which is a friends loop….
A group is the most important thing required to enjoy college,
Because nothing more concrete comes to my knowledge,
It’s essential to have one,
Otherwise you haven’t lived even once….
I’ll talk about mine,
The one which shines,
We all have a common denominator,
And that is being a voyager….
It consists of 9 persons,
7 guys and 2 girls,
I know you find an imbalance,
But who said you are in for a resemblance….
Guys are maniacs,
Girls are morons,
But that’s what sets apart,
U won’t find a group more smart….
Each one is special in his own right,
If one is master F1 than other in fight,
If one is in singing than other in coding,
If one is in shopping than other in bunking….
We are a very popular group in class,
No wonder people wanted to join us,
Nobody had stopped them,
But they couldn’t make the transition….
Even teachers knew us very well,
It helps when you and your teacher jell,
They knew we won’t a thing on time,
So for us there was no deadline….
We bunked as many lectures as we could,
Went to as many restaurant as we could,
Had as may night out’s as we could,
Had as much fun as we could….
But as they say all good hings come to an end,
This also will soon end,
I’ll miss it all,
Hangouts,lunches,night out’s and calls….
My time with the group was the best times I ever had,
I don’t know after them its gonna be good or bad,
I’ll cherish what I have gained,
And never let it go down the drain…..