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College Days by Preeti Agarwal, Oct 2009

Those days were the best
When our minds were not at rest
Be it a love affair
Or a plain crush
With hearts full of hope
Dreaming of lives ahead
Those days were the best
When our minds were not at rest

As we entered, with dreams and hopes
of better lives for us to behold
And met some people who are now closest friends
Some acquaintainces who may have touched a bit while passing
A road to learn, of fears, of people, of lives
A world full of surprises
Some exclamations on someone's relation
Of findings new books and new worlds
Of crying out loud
Of crying soflty
A room full of self
And a world of self-growth
A world without competition
A world without struggle for power
An innocent heart, A learning mind
Some working models which were formed
which effect the life now unknowingly

And, oh yes, not to forget those dreadful tests
When nights would melt into day
And the fear of failing, would sweat the palms
And a loud voice from some teacher,
would raise some heartbeats
and would quiten the entire class
And then the days of playing bingo
In the backrow would start
Certainly,
Those days were the best
When our minds were not at rest

Of nightouts for deadline and submitting projects
Of walking back fast in the afternoon hot air
Of beautiful early mornings and fresh air
Of lesiurely sundays with quiteness in the air

And then one asks, why were they the best
Was it because of the openness of the mind and heart
Was it because of a culture of friends
Was it because of this is it attitude
Was it because there was a long life to live
And possibility of becoming big
And loads of hope of great life ahead

And now my hubby shouts and says
How can you say those days were the best
And I tell him, dear,
Those days were the best
Our days are best of the best
And he says, don't flatter me
I also have some other days
Which were the the best
And he says,
Certainly, those days were the best
When our minds were not at rest