Childhood:A wonderful phase

I want that one day from my past
When I was just a kid
Who acted cute and stupid
I want that one day,
which has swept away so, so fast

That one day,
When it rained and
I could breath the pleasant smell of soil
Feel the rain drops in my mouth,
and observed the fresh grass turning like a coil

That one day,
When tree tops seemed higher than sun
and innocence overpowered all other emotions
When the day started, playing with friends
and curled in mother's lap it ends

That one day,
When I feared the wrath of lightening
and enjoyed the sweetness filled fighting
When we didn't stop while running,
even if we fall
and getting a kismibar was so delighting

That one day,
When we defended with the dialogue
"Same to you, back to you at first"
When we waited for Sundays
to watch Saktiman and movies on DD1
When being gifted with a toy
was the reason of immense joy

That one day
When we cried on being scolded
only to forget it the very next day
When games period was most awaited
and so were the holidays

That one day,
When we believed angels and demons to be real
and school a jail that we miss now
When "katti-mithhi" decided a friendship trail
and decisions were made by
"akkad bakkad bambey bow", somehow

I know, I won't get what has passed
and even the memories seems washed
The memories that makes our lips stretch for a smile
even if its just for a while
But, I'll get my childhood back, I believe
By feeling every moment, that I'll now live...
By feeling every moment, that I'll now live...

Engineering: A myth unearthed

We say we got to be a B.tech
We say we gonna take over the world
Oh please don't lie for GOD's sake
Oh please stop getting lured

We come here as immature buds
We come to knowledge hubs
We come for an advanced technology
We come with a challenging psychology

The journey begin,the college starts
The lectures begin, the bunking starts
As boring teachers descend to enhance our performance
Our motive changes from
Perfect Engineer to adequate attendance

Holidays are holidays and,
College days turns into bunks
Proxy becomes a trend and,
So does daily outings with friends
But if your director is Seetha lakshmi mam
Kindly quit this game

Number of girls tends to zero
The biggest setback to every hero
Lucky are those to get a girlfriend
Lucky are those to get good friends

For all hostelites,
Poor food is their biggest plight
Marred by mother's absence
They indulge in all sort of nuisance

With internals in sight,
Assignment is copied
Teachers are flattered and deceived
The situation becomes tight

1st sessional teaches us
How to skip 2nd and third
Helps us to hone our skills of cheating
Its a learning phase,
Some get caught and take a beating

Semester dates are announced
Notes are exchanged
2nd hand books are brought
As we prepare for war to be fought

We become religious,
And everything else depends on fate
The will to succeed is furious
As we await a lucky change in exam date

Target changes from 70 plus to all clear
UPTU becomes God & SRM the temple of fear
Lucky are those to have no backs
Lucky are those to pass with no set backs
For others, relax, ,carry overs are there
To enhance your track

Campus placement is a myth
A degree is all to leave with
8 semesters pass with memories not so bad,
And this is how Engineers are made....

Life of a Mother: Ups and Downs

Yes it pains
But she keeps him in her womb
Yes she gains
A naughty little bomb.

He cries as he sees this world
She is jubilant and excited
He lies in her lap, curled
She is joyous because her world is enlightened.

Her child becomes her life
He is all she thinks of, throughout the day
Her child becomes the twinkle of her eye
He is all she wanna talk to and play

Yep she loves him like hell
That she can proudly yell
The days pass...
The baby grows...
But her affection remains constant
At each and every instant
And it shows.

She may scold, she may shout
But she adores him without any doubt
Despite all the troubles, the baby gave
For a Mother, her child is always suave

She cries when he leaves for college
She misses her child's presence
She may still live, but
She had lost her life's essance

The vacations are moment to cherish
Her days of separation are finally gone
Her happiness is so much kidd-ish
As a Mother reunites with her son. 

Soon its time to leave

Time to bid an emotional adieu

This time son separates for job

Yet again she misses her child's presence

And all she could is silently sob

House is decorated, atmosphere rejuvenated

Her child is back, this time for marriage

The couple ascend, the rituals begun

She bless them with a smile on her wrinkled face

Her boy is now a busy man

He even shouts on her, for his wife

It burns her with pain

but to wince with it, is all she can

She had grown old she had grown weak

As she lies in her bed, memories revolve in her head

some makes her happy, some makes her sad

In these last moments, she misses his dad

She is frail, she is hospitalised

She knows, she is gonna die

She wanted her child by her side

But he is out of country for a joyful ride.

It pains to realise

That she had lost her importance to his wife

But even in her last moments before demise

She wishes her child a prosperous life

And sadly she dies....

And sadly she dies....