Those were the days
of pranks and plays.
Nothing but me dhall
All storm and no lull.
Why the things went so far?
In some distant nook of my hear'
Hoping against hope to revive
the best days of my life
I am calling you all,
Let the mails have a fall,
To share our toasts,divide our pain
Lets come together and be one again.
Want to sit one day (or night may be) with all of them and drown in nostalgia..
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