Are we guys n gals really missing our school days....???????

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Our School Days

We make so many friends, some become dearest, some become special, some fall in love with someone, some change their cities, some left us, some are left by us, some are in contact, some are not, some dont contact because of their ego, some are not contancted because of our ego.......


whatever they are,


however they are,


we still remember, miss, care for, love them coz of the part, they played to make

'' MEMORIES''

in our life.........

Dedicated to those special friends................................friends forever..............


Wo din ki masti, wo khilkhilati shaam,

Wo raat ka jagna, wo udam sareaam,

Muh me dabakar NAKHRALI,

khoob nikalti thi yaroon ki sawari.


Bedhadak Sadkon pe ghoomna,

uski ek jhalak hazaaroon me dhundhna,

Bhulakar ye duniya na jane manai kitni khushiyan,


Wo subhah uthkar hona taiyaar,

School to jana hai bhale hi ho beemaar.


SAJAL ka jaldi pahunchjana,

Prayer ki line me chup-chup k kisi ko dekhna,

YUGAT aur HITENDRA kabhi na hote late,

Hokar Activa pe sawar, nikal pade commerce k do seth.



Phela period suru hone pe GEET ki neend khulna,

Usko lane k chakkar me khud ko late karna,

Wo hindi k period me saath mil ke machana dhoom,

CHATNI(JATIN) ka peeche ki seat pe karna Jhoom Barabar Jhoom,

Tiffin kholkar seat k neeche chup chup k khana,

SHARMA ka safed dress k karan saturday ko school na aana.



Kabhi Farewell ki to kabhi Annual Function ki taiyari,

Diwali K Dhamake, Wo holi ki pichkari,

Wo ikhatte hoke khana unlimited Samose Kachori,

Abhi tak adhuri hai bechare SWAPNIL ki love story,

Samose k liye kabhi Depak ko paise,

to kabhi toilet ki Bindi pe chadte the,

DANIEL(ARPIT) se har saal pata nahi teacher kyu pareshaan rehte the.



Wo MAYUR ki Isshtile, wo uski gajab chaal,

Prymid ki hairstyle dekh k lagta tha,

balti me duba k aa rha ho apne baal,

Toilet aane per JODDY(HARSHIT) ka paper chor jana,

To KUNAL ka baat baat pe teachron ko Jharna,

char baar se kam per MARIJ(ASHISH) ki koi baat samajh na aati thi,

Jab SAHIL ko gussa aata tha to ladkiyan bhi kap kapa jati thi.



Bahar jakar jab ped k neeche khade hote the,

Apni CLASS khadi hai alag hi dikhte the,

kuch der masti karke khatam ho jata tha ek suhana safar,

SCHOOL raat bhar chale humara bas chalta agar.



Lade Jhagde, par fir bhi na thahar paya humare beech khushiyon ka ye sailaab,

Door the wo humse par fir bhi hamesha kareeb rahe humare apne DAU(ABHISHEK) Sahab.

Kisi ne khawab dekha to kisi ne ki dillagi,

Kisi ko aansu mile to kisi ki chal padi,

Kisi ke jahan mohabbat se beshumaar ho gaye,

To kisi k uper gum k sagar sawar ho gaye.



Sab kuch kiya yahan, waqt ne har pal intehaan liya,

Par ye dosti ka daman sada humare aangan me khilta raha,

Jeewan me aani wali mushkilon ko to hum jhel jaenge,

Par saath biytae un lamho ki yaadon ko na bhul paaenge.



Rocking gaane sunkar, SUNRISE k hall me naachne ko mann karne lagta hai,

Khate hai akele khana to saath yaaron k tiffin kholne ka mann karne lagta hai,

Nahi la sakte us waqt ko wapas, Bas ab to ye mann hi hai,

Jo un palon ko yaad hardam karne lagta hai.
Kaun hai apna Kaun hai paraya, is per humne na kiya kabhi gaur hai,

Manna padega par, jab waqt alag tha aur aaj waqt kuch aur hai.




Ab har baat par jyot se jyot nahi jalti,

GEET ki neend college jane k liye jyada late nahi khulti,

SAJAL ko kisi ka chehra ab ek din se jyada nahi bhata,

MAYUR bhi ab office balti me sir duba kar nahi jata.



Ab in aankhon pe kuch sapne palne lage hai,

Saath saath apne hum ab kisi aur k liye jeene lage hai,

UNKE (Parents) vishwaas pe hume khara utarna hai,

Jo karna pade jeet ke liye sab kuch kar gujarna hai,

Bas yahi soch rakhkar, ek khawab sajakar baithe hai in palkon pe,

Jo yaar khoj rhe hai apni takhdeeren, kal fir saath niklenge sadkon par.



Aaj waqt alag hai lekin hum nahi, Duriyaan hai humme fir bhi koi gam nahi,

Na naukri ki chinta thi na padai ki fikar,

Kitni achchi thi humari wo nanhe munno si umar,

Kahan nikal aaye, DEGREE ki afat me is anchahi bheed me,

Fir rahe hai dar badal badal k, kabhi idhar to kabhi udhar.



NA BEHTI HAWA, NA UDTI PATANG,

NA ULTI DHARA ME CHEER KE TAIRNE WALA,

HUM TO AWARA BHAWREN HAI,

KABHI TOOFAAN TO KABHI HAWA KE JHONKON SE KHELNE WALE,



Simple enjoying high dreaming,

No Extra ordinary talent, na jyada high-figh GUTS,

Soch ke sachche dil ke achche, aise hi the HUM..

Padhe likhe kuch IDIOTS...

Written By,


KALU....(SANKET JAIN)