A DAY OUT OF BITSIAN'S LIFE......

It starts early in the morning- my race against time
when through the window enters the evil sunshine...
Throwing curses at the alarm, I get out of the bed,
Bunking the mess, I rush to the class instead....
Reaching the class late, I am welcomed with looks of hatred,
Ignoring the geeky first rows, I choose the backbenches instead.......
As the colorful but scary slides go by,
a few questions do give me a scare....
But with the earphones plugged in,
I just do not seem to care.....
The classes roll on, as I try to stay awake,
my struggle with time continues till the lunch break......
Afterwhich I finally succumb to my sleep,
and for the first time in the day, the world seems to be at peace.


As fresh as ever, I wake up in the evening,
and with the new life injected in the entire wing.....
There comes those TT sessions and social networking follows
We all seem to come alive as the night grows...
After hours of fooling around and playing pranks,
The entire crowd starts moving to ANC...
and the BITSian paradise adds flavor to the mood,
with its ever lively crowd and mouth watering food.......
With filled tummies and empty pockets...
we are left with no choice but to return
And with late night movies and extreme gaming,
comes to end our evening fun.....
and in the end when I put my feet up for rest,
I suddenly realize that tomorrow I got a tute test
-RAVI ASWANI