A poem I wrote as testimonial to a dear friend ravi...but its more a story of our lives in second year MBA at Welingkars...it actually a reflection of what we were at that time ...all of us...harish, jayant, sachin, amol anil n others... btw ..baba = binni...
Woh Dosti ko Padhai ke aage rakhna
Hamesha Hariya aur Baba ko group mein lena
Woh Musibat ke waqt tan ke khade ho jaana
Dosto ke liye sab kuch dau pe lagana
Kaise bhula paoonga mein dost
Woh Humara Dostana
Woh Humara Yaarana
Woh hasi-mazak ki class ka na hona
Humara awal number reh jaana
Woh marks ka batna, baaki baccho ka khush hona
Humare paas wohi 50 number reh jaana
Kaise bhula paoonga mein dost
Woh Humara Dostana
Woh Humara Yaarana
Woh venky ki class
Woh naukri ki aas
Woh TT ki pyaas
Woh project third class
Yaad rakhoonga mein dost
Woh Humara Dostana
Woh Humara Yaarana
6 comments:
Very Nice poem...a bit long though...I can understand..u cant hear people sing the poem so you have kept it long so that you can atleast see it :-) keep it up.Guess Draz will completely agree with me.
yEH BINNI KYA HAI? yEH bINNI KAUN HAI? yEH bINNI kYON HAI?
Sniff sniff....yaar tune purani yaadein fir se taza kardi...!! Remember that one time when we got late for sunday 9 am consumer buyer behavior class by 5 mins just cause we didnt get parking space on time, and were not allowed to enter the class and so we hit the pool table....now when u think 'was it worth to wake up at 7:00 am on a sunday morning, burn fuel all the way from thane to matunga..just to play pool with binni?' and the answer is prompt...'you bet it was!!!' :) Long Live the Welingkar Dostii!!
excellent poem...............good topic..................nice presentation....................ab bahut ho gayi achayi.............mujhe bhi comment bhejo
waaaaah binni!!!!!!great effort!!
great one babba...oh sorry binny...great to know you still have a knack of writing poems
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