Dedicated to my pals....

Yaadein -

Baatein bhool jaati hain

Yaadein yaad aati hain

Yeh yaadein kisi dil-o-jaanam ke

Chal jaane ke baad aati hain

Yaadein, yaadein, ye yaadein

I still remember that day clearly when i walked towards Polytechnic at Khooni Majra. Only thing i knew at that momment was that i am moving towards a place where i will find something to change my career.... A professional course and an admission to a good college... What i didn't know was, that i was moving towards one of the best things i would have in my life to cherish. to cherish and to make tear come out of my eyes when i miss the momments i have spent with them....

You People... my friends... Makodi, Passi, Sardar... then the list grew as we bonded more and more... Teji, inder, pharka..... Pompi... hehehe... Many names are unsaid but that doesn't mean that they are not my friends.... if i call u friend u r special...

Some memmories are still fresh.....

the first day we had mass bunk, and how makodi was frightened... today u dare to touch him and you won't get to know when u reached hospital....

Passi... as usual ready to experiment and our sardar with all the outrageous plans.... And passi to second them.... gone are the days of Shimla vatti.... driving around in college, bunking the college and then sitting and playing cricket in the same premises.....

The leg pulling, the tickling, the NCC camps, standing out for each other.... our laughs when we used to get suppleee.... the excitement of bunking and walking around together.....

Guys you made it possible and you made some meaning to this life which is a blank book for me if i remove you all....

Love you all.....