Sorry Franzzzz
franz o franz let me confess...
i m not talking because of the mess....
we used to talk lots of talk...
we used to discuss with no matter what......
limitless talk, important talk, garbage talk....
just talk and talk...........
we use to bunk just for talk.......
we use to chat, we use to call...
we use to late just for talk.......
all we do is just the talk.....
sending chits in the lecture.....
hiding back and missing the prayers.....
participating in every thing....
just to get time for nonsense talk......
now i being sorry for this....
not having time in between....
having profession and professors thing.....
busy with seminar and WIFI bills...
life is getting older and boring...
and not having time to call and meet.......
you complaining always to me......
not coming home for any gathering.....
how can i tell you that i m missing you all
on every evening......
its just that i cant explain myself......
not having you not having parent to share any doom.....
i m always afraid of performing good......
understand my phase and help me to get through.....
i promiss i will come we meet and have lots of fun.....
just for few years from now i will be their to join you all....
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