College Love

College without a love story,

It actually adds no flavor to your memory.

Love is a fact, no one can ignore,

Some love to hide it, others pretty okay to disclose.

My love story is no great than other.
It's just that my feelings were strong and nothing else really bother.

In the college, eyes searches her like a hawk

Ego sounds Greek n Latin, even though I become a laughing stock.

Eyes keep browsing most places including Canteen and Bus stop,
Delighted with her presence, finally come to a pit stop.

Messengers in college were treated godly,

Stories were made and also presented boldly.

Pocket money was too less to fill in the pockets.

But communication was kept staple, joint were the sockets.

 

She invited once to her b'day party, 6pm was the time.

Tried hard to be a gentleman, but curiosity pushed me 1 hour before time.

Petrol price was much higher than the price of my lml scooter,

Disregarding all the facts, I was up to a shooter.

Tuition, note sharing and summer projects were more like meeting junction,
Semesters were torturous, we just gear up in time to keep the reputation. 

Once she gave me a lift, Fiat was the car,

Couldn’t stop day dreaming; thought I am with an angel, the glittering star.

College without a love story,

It actually adds no flavor to your memory.