but memories of our college times.
No more night outs , no more examination ,
just a routine to follow without much recreation.
Together we roamed around gone are those days ,
few more walks then we part our ways .
No more alpi bakar , no more UG trips,
no more library visits , no more new gpl clips.
Talks would be formal so the dressing sense ,
no more scolding of professors and tutorials to make you tense.
No more shouts in the canteen , no more singing with the mates ,
no more insane laughs , will be busy building corporate traits.
Few days after , when you catch your train ,
then this poem would be no more than just a walk down the memory lane .
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