RUET, in front of Zia Hall |
In the tumultuous period of freshman year,
Thursdays came up with something startling,something to be cherished of,those are long gone!
In that days,craving for food in the morning was real,
but more sterling thing was-feeling the soothing breeze of morning passing through the body(the breeze was maybe entering through every possible stigma of the frontal side of body),the canorous sound of bird’s twittering and impeccable beauty of campus.
After a hectic week,those mornings felt like resurrection of body,mind and soul.Every little thing of those revivifying morning cohered the fragments of myself which was broken throughout the week.
Those fragments were indeed something to ponder in the early days of uni life.
Those Thursdays are long gone,perhaps the me who felt revived by the posture of it is long gone too!
It's early morn
The taxi's waitin'
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could die.
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