seems that mess workers have got some respite.
you have all the license to shout and sing
seems that everyone is himself's king.
books and notes have been thrown into the shelf
its the perfect time to relax our self.
cricket and TT are all in the action
but as always i remain far away from perfection.
bikes seems to be the only mates to roam around
at nites one can easily hear the barking sound.
after all these days the hostel seems to be just a mere structure
seems like being alone in the hostel is going to make me fracture.
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