When I graduated
dressed in pure white
with an uttariya to grace
I sat with my friends
The same friends
some whom I knew
would be difficult to catch up
still we managed to smile and look up
The friends with whom I missed classes
were all set to be missed
the same people who made insti a home
will soon disappear in the world, amiss!
When I graduated
I was told to look forward
that the world awaits me
that I needed to prove my worth
Somehow I looked behind
and saw all my 5 years
like a recap they flashed
and now the end was so near
I looked behind all the talks,
banter, masti did I find
it would not be easy I said I had to do it I said
Preparing for the next world
I saw all the worlds
which had been my part
from which I was set to depart
Coz when I graduated
I got what I sought for
but I lost what I craved for
and the feeling is difficult to explain.
