The spirit of X C

My class – X C < 2011 – 2012, Birla High School >

In front of this blue-white background

Where AC works less and fails to work more

Where laughter’s echo is all around

Your footsteps are welcomed at X C’s door.

Petty  nicknames voiced all throughout,

Every desk converted to table tennis ground

Each day demands atleast one bout

X C’s life – a merry go round.

Our relations have gone dense

Though Unity not always the best,

May say  this poem makes no sense

X C remains the adobe to zeal and zest.

About Chetan

A twenty year old infant who fears if crows may shit on him or if Bengali aunties' umbrellas may prick him in the eye. He is currently waiting for Mamata Banerjee to leave Kolkata.

Posted on August 19, 2011, in Bl-august. (Blog-ust), February Compositions.. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. the last two lines being just fabulous!


  2. shubham ghuwalewala

    vry true yash!!!


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