Illuminate Lives

This is a poem written by us at the completion of our graduation, as a remembrancer for our classmates. A brief-time journey, yet so many stories to tell. How do I make a summary, it’s difficult to spell. All those classes and group discussions, which went on together. That continued to be a reason, for other sections to utter. This chapter came to us as a surprise. It deluged our lives, as though the “song of rain” reprise. Aashit, the passionate coder of our class though poor at spelling. Just tell him any poser, and he kicks off real-time programming. A pro at giving outstanding presentations, Saurabh is another special specimen of our class. He is a one man army to stand up, and ask doubts on whole class’s behalf. We do also have two homographs, by the same name “Jatin”. One who always keeps asking for help, and the other who’s always ready to help. Daman and Akshit are amongst a few, who are noticed now and then.