As customary, I
sat at my first bench in viscom,
Gazing at the
train through the seeps in windows,
I turned around
at the rattling noises,
Got annoyed
earlier but now no longer
I understood
that anger cannot make us achieve anything
And so, why to
feel bored or disgust at class,
I decided to
change my opinion, think something good,
Then FOR A
SECOND my class seems like paradise,
All appeared as
colourful angels in disguise,
Oh, i know one
may often laugh reading this fact,
That these people
can also be angels “ha ha...,”
Hey, now all
seems so goodie goodie in loyola,
Coz our life
this year is nearly gonna end,
And so no use
complaining or grumbling,
For we can’t get
back our LOYOLA viscom mates like this....
Can we get them
back, tell me???
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