With sagging spirits I came to BITS
Sick of being screwed up,
I only thought of wading through.
To hold on did I learn
For freaky ways would I yearn.
A midget I was,
To the core obtuse,
Here no one to pamper ,
To be in flow did I get to know.
Seeing the professors race with us
Sets me bubbling with enormous enthusiasm
Though they suck like a leach,yet do not preach.
Restricted to campus,BITS being in Pilani
Loads of friends will one have
In the form of clubs ,departments or teams,
Many an activity can one do to pursue ones' dreams.
See the vagaries of spirits
Sagging in the past,indefatigable now.
Sick of being screwed up,
I only thought of wading through.
To hold on did I learn
For freaky ways would I yearn.
A midget I was,
To the core obtuse,
Here no one to pamper ,
To be in flow did I get to know.
Seeing the professors race with us
Sets me bubbling with enormous enthusiasm
Though they suck like a leach,yet do not preach.
Restricted to campus,BITS being in Pilani
Loads of friends will one have
In the form of clubs ,departments or teams,
Many an activity can one do to pursue ones' dreams.
See the vagaries of spirits
Sagging in the past,indefatigable now.
- Mehak Banger
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