My school beholds such a grand august
That each spent moment stands vivid & robust,
I fail to vindicate the nostalgia from self
Such vigorous is the bond & astounding the engulf,
Be it the chirrup in the early hours
Or the lassitude to expose the cornea to the sunny-showers,
The euphoric birds made for a lively day
The eye eventually woke up to the constructive fray,
Be it the jostle in pursuit of the morning assembly
Or the hustle at the canteen to counter the belly,
The day began with divine reverberations
While the eatery became a place of commotions,
I reminisce the notoriety of friends at class
Be it the weird howls or a friendly harass,
That influence of seniority & horrendous fights
The display of power at ascending heights,
The commencement of exams & the seating plan
The revenge from examinees & the cheating plan,
The invigilator’s lenience was much in need
When the question paper seemed a new world indeed,
There is a longing to advance back in time
To experience the genres of pleasing chimes,
For the solitary reticence can’t be further imbibed
The melancholy amid is intensely glorified!
Salman Shahid Alvi 