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Sometimes, Memories Are The Reason Why One Can't Move on...!!! college ke wo din my wonderful moments your non-stop talks and college na aana tum bin I know its too long But It is still messed up Dont know where I went wrong kitaabon se karna aankh micholi Lonawala malawali tere sath gumna aur roj ek naya khwab sajana tera mere kandhe par sir rakh ke sona smile and think of the times that we share and know that I do honestly care Kuch baate bhuli hui kuch pal beete hue Har galti ka ek naya bahana Or fir jakar tuje mnana Mauka mile to class bunk marna fir tere  sath canteen jana Canteen me ek dusre ko khilana Teri ek jhalak dekhane roj college aana Tuje dekhte dekhte attendance bhul jana Har pal tha naya sapna aaj jo tute fir bhi hai apna Chhoti chhoti bato par jagad kar dur ho jaye masum si aankho me jo aansu aaye par ab aisa raha na kuch bhi Payar bhahri bato ki wo duniya simti uljhi baaton me main bhi uljha Na rahe ab wo din na rahi ab t...

Mai fir se SCHOOL jana chahta hu Kahani fir wahi dohrana chata hu Dosto sang fir Gulchhare udana or fir subah subah uthkr uniform pahankar school jana chahta hu Gale me wahi water bottle n tiffin latkar jana chahta hu Home work na karke jana or fir dher sare bhane bnana chahta hu Lunch time me dusro ka tiffin fir se khhana chahta hu Dosto ko apni crush ko BHABHI bolte sunna chahta hu Basketball court par water bottle se football khelna chata hu saturday ki rat ko dosto je sang nightout marna chahta hu Class ke Hazaro lecture, faculty ki wo life sattle ki bate sunkar engineering karenge wala mood bnana chahta hu Lekin aaj fir engineering chhod kar school jana chahta hu Wo sunday ko  friends ke sath masti Hamari ek alag hi  basti Hassi ke dahake, fir thodi si sararat barish me bheegna, Apni crush ke mohbbt k plo ko jina vo anjaan ladkio ka yu hi muskura jana Un guzre palo ko fir se taza karna chata hu iss chhoti si zindgi me school ke din kab chale gaye ...

When our plan go wrong We grumble all day long After so much of care and doubt But somehow things didn't workout We lose where we hoped to gain As we suffer a little pain But If you desire If you want If you dream Hope again Play again Live again Leave behind the pain Again make your brain Then go out and fight for it Work day and night for it If you fail Never scream and yell No sickness nor pain Of body or brain Fumble stumble risk a tumble Make a start however humble Do your best and do it now Gather courage and find out how Let the rain come down As it must and it will But keep on working and hoping still Grab it grip it hold it tight Strike it back with full might