adieu

to the time spent doing nothing but lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling for hours

to the time spent planning the next night-out, while the lecturer's voice tried to pierce the cacophony of the half dozed off class

to the sleepless nights spent outside the library, cramming what would usually take a week, in an hour

to the time which unceasingly took our adolescent beings to adulthood; transformed our skinny, agile selves to clumsy laid-back ones

to the time when the stroke of midnight symbolized the beginning of the day's 'better' part

to the time when for the world we proudly carried the tag of 'pursuing BE', but only were our fellow mates aware of the sarcasm involved

to the time we all know will never come back, but will always make us take time to be recalled

snapshots of those moments in time flash back and forth in front of my eyes

as I bid adieu to all that it gave me, and more

to the mighty Panjab University, this very beautiful city,

its silence and the ROAR!

  


the river

generations have washed in me, their sweat, their blood
echoes of cries and laughter, found refuge in me
when repelled by the mountains, shun by the earth
mankind is not that kind, a fact we all know
some sane, many insane, they reap what they sow
none remembers the word, their hearts have turned that shallow
only the sword is what they worship, and bow down to its fierce blow
with hands empty they come, empty they go
amidst the process, putting up a mad show

unaltered by the chaos,
the sun still shines and melts the snow
and carrying the waters of this holy land,
I do now what I did then,
I flow..