Where do I stand?

What should I say?
On this day
So much to be written
With a dilemma I am bitten
Yes, I am a maverixx
But, in a fix
In this wing so grand
Where do I stand
Starting from Pendu and ma(nas)
To Nimmo through Maximus
Everyone fits in place
With domination or with grace
Then is this pair
Of a Daku and a Swami, of hope in despair
Tyagi, Gangu, Silo still in search
Of the path with minimum lurch
Chate, Angrez and Kammo along with Ghat
All are dreaming of an american tart
Two of my batchmates, a poet and a rakshas
Wriggling are they, one in CS other in mess
Forgive me for clubbing Munjal and St(u)d
So different are they, like sand and mud
One ever-changing, flowing
The other believes in slowing
Sophies still coming out of the shell
Beginning they have made, nice and well
All of them make my wing
Does in my mind a bell ring ?
"" In the wing so grand
Where does Chandi, a jaat stand?
Where does Chandi, a jaat stand? ""


It was written sometime in my third year,for a stupid wing site. But,forget about the past,where do I stand now,today ?? I guess the answer is as disturbing as it is simple.. "right in the middle of nowhere"