Those Were The Days

Those were the days when life was so careless,
When I would wait for you in that winter chill at CS,
When we were running against time every day to attend class,
But would end up bunking it, cos we missed it alas...

Those were the days when we could be we,
When we used to sit for endless hours at VC,
When all we did was read and write for the love of it,
With cigarettes, coffee and music and a room dim lit,

Those were the days when nights never ended,
When morning was a stranger cos we never did meet it,
When we shared our dreams and aspirations and problems with which we dealt,
How we disclosed what our hearts felt, and how we became each other’s heartfelt…

Those were the days when we were too smart for studies
When we spent all the time creating memories with buddies,
And after procrastinating all those precious days at the thought of toil,
When were finally left with the bitter sweet taste of burning the midnight lamp’s oil.

Those were the days when we searched for meaning and purpose,
When we wondered if we could deliver when responsibilities would come on us,
When I wrote of meeting a tomorrow, which is all I hoped for a today
That, surrounded with deadlines and reminders, with a hint of smile, I am missing yesterday...

Winter's Peeking....

There's a hint of chill in the air, maybe winter is peeking here...
You can smell the night flower filling the air, it just gives goosebumbs to await the arrival.
What craze this song brings I fail to understand, but I don't bother either.
It's a tease from the past I guess. I take a shot at believing all old smiles are hither.
Jus like the weather they are playing hide and seek and keep me guessing.
Ticklishly they keep alive in me the longing.
So many thoughts are playing in my mind, they are random, not in chain,
and just as they came they wud go in vain.
But today I have them catured. They tease, tickle, hide and peek... leaving just that hint.
But now I am holding them close just this way just as they are faint.
These words today swing blissfully twirled around the strings of this song. Aaah... That smell jus comes and with warmth envelopes me,
and it has given that gift of words that are free.
I await winter eagerly! It has brought a welcoming present that I sought for so long,
And as always so comfortably, it has cooled the heat of body and mind which was strong.
Maybe it's just my fantasy but there's mist in the night light and a chill in the morning air.
It's about to arrive... Winter is peeking here!