Yesterday!






Yesterday felt complete.

Because my favourite professor presented me with a diary

Because it was the last offline working day

Because all the classes were fun

Because the last hour was a group activity

Because it was rain and sunset together

Because of the giggles

And the unbearable belly laughs.

Yesterday was special.



Was it so special?

Wasn’t it ordinary?

No, it wasn’t for the last six months.

Though it rained,

Though both the sun and clouds coexisted,

Though we, as friends, were together,

Yesterday felt different—real, genuine.

The old energy is back.

The moment we realised

It’s still the same spark,

The same bond,

The same charisma,

The same love is

Alive between us.

Yesterday was special.



Another win is

Having made a plan out of a WhatsApp group,

And actually executing it amidst heavy rain.

Having tried new snacks

Without running behind time and the bill,

Eating them all, Fulfilling the inner child’s stomach and soul.

Having taken selfies

Despite being shy and awkward.

Yesterday was special.



Yet, where there is happiness, there is longing too.

In between those happy waves,

I missed the wind that pushes them—

Two of our friends, far from us

Though absent in physical form,

In every conversation,

In every gossip,

In every reminiscing moment,

You were part of our long-distance family.

I wish soon Rapido and Ola

Begin to parcel people as well :)

Yesterday was special.



And when the day finally settled, 

After coming back home,

The jaws are in pain,

And we realise

It’s not because of food,

But because of cracking jokes.

Though those jokes have died long back,

We give them life by thinking about them

Again and again

While telling parents 

The list of food and the experience.

Yesterday was special.



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