My Close Friends... My T.Y Gang. Poem by heidrunick dsouza

Pondering over the past,
I knew these moments wouldn't last.

Surrounded by strangers
s0on turned into life's best pals.
Kn0wn as the regular bunkers
we all had solid dhamaal.

Following day plans were always steady.
To jump into resort's pool
these guys were ever ready.

Exam stress was our only a reason,
group studies along with masti was our real intention.

beaches, bikes, junk food made our day.
Lets go 'Rangaon' we used to always say
our talks about studies made all of us feel sick.

Our black list clearance was made only after our parents call,
Break up, patch up we faced it all.

T.y was our best year ever.
The memories of which will fade never