Wish I survive all my backs.

A day more and the result’s out,

To some it brings titters shout.

And a few in silent tears,

Leaving a fraction gulfed in fears.

I wonder what if I flunk?

And gave a halt to the punk.

Wish I survive all my backs,

To start this new sem with no lacks.

I recalled my joining in a flashback,

And questioned myself- “is it wits that I lack?”

Or are these the culprits whom I choose my friends?

Who made me accompany a thousand trends.

Was it the cafet or the macozy?

Or the fact that I was too lazy.

Let’s not blame the college parking,

Where I sat hours bunking.

‘Coz not the cafet nor the macozy,

 Neither was I ever that lazy.

Not to blame my choosy friends,

Who acquainted me to those thousand trends.

I regret only to my insincerity,

And towards dad my lack of duty,

The enormous fun and the pending backlogs,

The love bytes and the bunking flocks.

I promise myself “I’ll be sincere now.”

To match the studies anyhow.

So wish I survive all my backs,

To start this new sem with no lacks.

*Dedicated to all those who were a part of this bliss, who are and in future who shall be... :)