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I have never expected that,
My college life would drive, me this crazy,
From: Tiny fights between my friends,
To: That loud-applause in the class,
We have created lots of memories,
Those excited laughs for no reason,
Have turned a closer bond with many.
Wow!!Those lectures in the college,
Running commentaries as behind scenes,
Those crazy permissions to have a coffee-break,
These hidden-back-bencher sleeps,
That pizza-break in between a lecture,
This ever-green ‘online’ status on social media,
Despite the on-going theory class.
Days passed like a jet aircraft,
And reached a day-“FAREWELL”
Everything over-there was beyond amazing,
But I could not enjoy that day,
As I felt, it was a day, after which,
The same craziness could not be continued,
I was unable to convince about this fact,
What? farewell? After this, I can just feel you-all in my memories?-I asked my friends, while the atmosphere around me turned emotional, and those songs in the back-ground induced tears in my eyes. It was tough for me to wish my college gang, having a thought, that these days of my colleagues will never come back to me again.
I wished if I could enter the time-zone of my 1st year in college, again.
Yes, that day, I felt FAREWELL is something hard, to digest.

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