The Get-Together
The Get-together
Like crispy autumn leaves
tinged in vibrant orange hues,
that drop and freely float ;
Before settling for some rest,
Unless the breeze waltz
makes them dance to its tune.
We, the GOMCO 85, were,
rapt into lifeless routine,
Striving and working like Trojans;
Monotonous it might seem,
Yet content and tranquil,
mindful, sleeping like a log.
Until one great thought of reunion,
shook and woke us up;
A wave of delight traversed.
And there we all were;
together, meeting and greeting;
making some great memories.
Taken away by melody
of yesteryear songs ;
Had few refreshing Karaokes,
and countless rhythmic leg shakes.
The long sought soulful chats
having been vanished in time;
Those high pitched cheers,
Lowered with softened profiles.
Broad day light dine,
and the sparkling wine;
Antakshari and adagios,
Merging in essence of time.
Lost in aura of celebration,
a moment of parting came soon;
embers of promises frozen in hearts,
waiting for fire to be lit again.
Written Oct 17, 2021
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Dedicated to all wonderful friends of GOMCO 85 batch who gathered on Oct 17 @ Mohali Chandigarh, also to those who could not join and plan to make it next.
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2021
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