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Royston's Blog: College Days…

Royston's Blog: College Days…

“Guys lets bunk?” These three words...: College Days… “Guys lets bunk?” These three words had only one reply, which came in three letters “YES”. College days…those wer...

College Days…

“Guys lets bunk?” These three words had only one reply, which came in three letters “YES”.

College days…those were the best days of our life’s. The days before when all we had to do was make sure we pass in our exams and have fun. Those were the days when there were no responsibilities on our head. The days when all we thought about was fun.

I remember my first day of college. I entered class and saw a lot of new faces. At that point of time I never knew that I was entering the most awesome part of my life, a new awesome era called College Life. The best part about college are the crazy friends we made because it’s a matter of fact that no matter where you go in life you will never meet such crazy bunch of people again. This crazy bunch of friends then soon get so close that we feel like we made a new family of friends. Friends who are always there for us to get us out of trouble and to put us in trouble too, but no matter what they will always be there to support us and to have fun. Bring with these crazy college family of friends we don’t even realize how days pass and now all of it is just memories of the best days of our life’s. The memories that make us smile no matter what. Memories of the good old times as we can call it now.

College days were not just about having fun, but it also thought us a lot. It thought us how to stand on our own at times, it thought us how to survive a heart break after having long crush. It also thought us how to survive and manage with the pocket money given to us by our parents though we got broke at times by spending the money on fun items and then surviving on Maggie noodles.

Now all of it are just memories making us smile. The times when we went to college but were in canteen instead of class, the times where we entered class but were just physically present not mentally, the fun times with crazy friends and yes a cute little love story of us about a crush or someone special which makes us smile now.

Now our lives might be different and we might be busy with our own things and responsibilities. Being so busy in life now we might have forgotten a lot of things like our crazy college friends who were always there. It isn’t too late now, give those crazy people a call and tell them about how you miss your college life and keep in touch with them. Meet up with them for a drink and share a few laughs with them about the college memories. Yes it’s true that college days will never come back, but the fun with your friends can still be continued. So keep smiling and recreate the magic of your college days with your college family of crazy friends.

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WINDOW BELOW

That cute girl who’s lives in the window below me,

Her Smile is just so very heavenly,

The words to describe her beauty is out of any dictionary,

She is a girl extra ordinary,

She is a girl who is one in a million,

She is beautiful like a daisy,            

She is a magician who got me all crazy,

And made me write a poem just for her,

There is no explanation for this even in Philosophy,

About the magic she had done on me,

She has just made me go crazy,

The cute girl in the window below me,

To get a glimpse of her I go to my balcony,

Then when I see her I just smile to myself,

A day that began with her pretty face,

How much more beautiful the day can get,

When she smiles,

Everything looks just fine,

When she laughs,

She will make you forget your bad past,

When she blushes,

Her face turns all red,

How much more cute can she get,

Standing in the window right above her,

I write a poem now just for her,

A poem that comes deep from my heart,

A poem for the sweet angel,

For the cute girl in the window below.