Being a Bmm’ite itself is a pleasure indeed....

Sands of time flies down the memory lane

holding forth a thousand stories of fun and fame

My travels take me on a life's journey

Through the wild mysterious Somaiya Lane

Strands of hair caressed by the breeze

Wave across the blooming campus

Geared with my golden past and a smile on my face

I ride on my memory as it make me low…

World flow past my eyes

Pretty, happy and sad sights

All part and parcel of the journey called life

That none can escape from after being a Bmm’ite

A little flower hit my chest from campus breeze

It could have been you but its only me…

It was life's plan for this flower to touch my heart today

And make me feel you are never far away

Splashes of water from the falls ....

Whispering a thousand stories it has seen by

Stories of many break off never ending it seems...

And carved the pain by presence in each drop of water, flowing on and off...

My ride takes me along paths …

A new path, a new road paved for me

Little do I know where this way will take me

I do know I am going to cherish and enjoy the journey truly...                                  

Coz being a Bmm’ite itself is a pleasure indeed…….

That all One can say when you have few days left to go….