Time passes by, At a blink of your eyes,
There is something you realize,
when you become an VJTIian.
With dreams in your eyes, you come to this paradise,
Then suddenly you realize, Engraved in your heart were the myths of life.

With the sense of freedom,
you leave your house at random,
Unaware of the day
when ur prof will screw u up.
From Cursing the prof's,
To cursing the college staff.
Screaming are your seniors
and so are you now,
And you are standing among them,
Finding excuses to get rid of them,
Taking a sigh of relief, After being allowed to miss the lecture if u want,
Walking ten minutes before nine,
saying its too early for classes.

Tiring days of submission,
Unaware of nights and morning
But lately cherishing, no in time bonding.
going for movies in a groups,
Sitting at the Mhatre like a vagabonds
Waiting for 1st year bakras,
those khopcha's'
Those weekend night outs, those fights, those ruthna manana's.
Spending hours in the Dhaba,
gossiping about the latest Happenings.

At the time of campus, Saying
"I am least bothered yaar"
Leaving no stone unturned,
Deep Within having the urge,
To make our parents feel proud.

Compelling you to change,
your views of life
The high's and low's,
of the relationships you owe.
Always wishing this time to end
when you just walked in!