Days'
Yes,
Those Days
I have no words to elucidate...
Wonderful faces, cherished memories
Obliging hands with loving promises
Will never come back
Again...
Those golden old days
Surrounded by sphere of odd music's
Noting should be cared attitude,
And
Wrinkled smile with unhealthy face
Before Steps into exam hall.
Bucket of copies drowned on one night before Exam...
Making fun of Odd Professor
Non-tolerable speech of Director
Anchoring the down time memories over a new girl friend...
All are stupid for a period of time...
But those were worthiness of a moment.
The Green Days...were preserved
All time to reopen and rejuvenate....
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