Oh! The beautiful life of the good old days,
Filled with memories of my snooker craze!
A Happy life, with absolutely no worry,
Time passing us by without any hurry.

Where “by-two” coffees qualified as a treat,
And eating 6 dosas counted as a big feat!
Rushing through the morning in a mad blur,
Just to be on time and say “Present Sir!”

Spending the sem, revolving around pretty girls,
But when finals came, getting sucked into swirls!
Studying all night, just one day before the exam,
And then fighting for marks, Oh! What a scam!

Never ever aware what real life skills we lack,
Whiling away time discussing Shahruk’s 6-pack!
I miss those days of in-the-moment living,
Now knowing what the hell I was doing.