My Betterhalves

By Shreya Shirol

The class full of naughtiness

And the walls filled with our madness

The friendship that we all have

Has become an important element of life.

Our silly fights and all the gossip rumors

Has made this place more than just a school

Our this daily dose of friendship is enough

To cheer up that sad soul.

Starting from the classroom till the ground

This journey has no norms

From the tiffins that we shared

To all the places that we exchanged

Has a story of its own

That can’t be shared but surely felt alone.

All the naughty pranks that we do

Are more than memorable parts of life.

Eating while teaching or

Maybe the teacher was teaching while we were eating

Is one of those stories untold

Only once a life I can find these friends

When as a bud I unfold.

By Shreya Shirol