Until We Meet Again

Labanya Maitra, AIS Saket, XI

It just isn’t the same anymore,
Third floor ki woh corridor,
Abandoned, bare, deserted in a way,
Lifeless and melancholy, I’ll say.
Ghoomte, phirte, haste, gaate,
Woh saari khilkhilati baatey,
All those sweet little stories,
A 12th graders’ life, and its glories.

But now all of you are leaving,
New paths of life you are weaving,
Starting afresh on roads not taken,
Choosing what all others have forsaken.
But here’s what one must always remember,
That goodbyes never last forever,
We may not get to dance in the rain,
But hey, that’s until we meet again!

Canteen mein woh everlasting food fight,
“That chowmein is mine, that Jumpin is my right!”
Ek plate se dus logo ka khaana,
And paanch rupay mein party ho jaana.
Chhutti time meh J-Block ki Hijacking,
Yo Baby momos and Rosana mein snacking,
Running after the bus with all you’ve got,
Every five minutes, complaining it’s too hot.
Scouting around for places to have some fun,
Sweaters and coat pockets filled with junk,
All the memories, the good times we’ve had,
It’s all over now.. it feels sad.
But here’s what one must always remember,
That goodbyes never last forever,
We may not get to dance in the rain,
But hey, that’s until we meet again!

School bag mein not a single book,
Teacher giving you that look,
Bahane, excuses, stories itne saare,
Teachers ke raaj dulaare.
Baar baar Principal maam ke office ke rounds,
Be it events, competitions or just for being
school clowns,
And all those times in the train in the basement,
That was, until its untimely displacement.
Teachers, friends, family and more,
I’m sure leaving us would be sore,
But my heart breaks to see you go,
All you seniors and friends, you know.
But here’s what we all must always remember,
That goodbyes aren’t meant to last forever,
We may not get to dance in the rain,
But hey, that’s until we meet again!

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