College Dreams

The dreams woven by the silken thread
Sitting by the side of the college lake
In the evening of everyday
Sometimes wake me up from the deep slumber..
Those magical days,
waking up in the morning and
crowding around the only two basins(that privilage was also after 2 years in the hostel),
and then waiting for a bathroom to get empty,
and then queing up in the Hall for breakfast
and running to room with a glass full of Tea
and attending the first class always late by 15 minutes
coming back to the same hall for lunch and
then deciding not to go back to class
Playing cricket or football in the eveningand
then going for the tea in the Tea Stalls infront of college
and again
dreams woven by the silken thread
Sitting by the side of the college lake
In the evening of everyday...................