where results may b low,but spirits always high;
Its none other than Batch 2005.
Though v are not omnipresent ,but our minds always are;
This makes us travel world over during the tortuous lecture hour.
And if the teachers are smart enough to spot it just right;
They just tell us to leave,and merrily v r out of sight.
So pure is our conscience that v soon forget it all;
And ven the next class comes,our brain again goes 4 a stroll.
The punishment ceremony is repeated again n again;
Till our teachers realise that its all gonna b in vain.
Life gets a bit intolerable ven the examinations arrive;
Our vitals go crazy,and,its hard to survive.
It feels as if the heart has gone into the skull;
Something beats in the head n memories r dull.
But v r Batch 2k5 n not like other guys;
Our souls feel comfortable even when hard time arrives.
We dont burn the midnight oil,fuel is precious u see;
Even in such perilous times so well organised are we.
We know that in troubles v must give rest to our mind;
Hence,v take all 4 granted and sleep some more time.
Just like all bad times,to an end our exams also come;
Making our lives once again,so relaxed and awesome.
Even if our marksheets have all troughs n no crest;
That wont move our beliefe dat v r simply the best.
But still,if for others v are'nt that sensible;
V dont care as v know dat-v are truly INCREDIBLE!
Dedicated to my batch-2k5,jnmc.
Shaziya Allarakha.
1 comment:
incredible!!!!!!!!!!
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