Pitter-patter of drizzling rain on our foot-hill heaven,
mango tree so picturesque by the side of grassy arbor.
crackles of laughter from upper floors echoing in my ears...
and a few guys njoyin the rains outside the hostel.
Am standing here..at 1st floor balcony of Gargi hall..
observing them all..n thinking how much am gonna miss all these scenes..
how different life wud b wen...
how far we have come from the time we joined the university..even this solitary mall road at this hour speaks a hundred stories.. <3
12:55 am
22/05/2011
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