A journey to the heaven
Looked into my memory box,
I found it filled with laughter, emotions, roasting, and becoming each other's father.
The pictures of us beating each other.
The one guy always high on sleep,
Everytime he wakes up, it's a catastrophe for us.
The other guy, high on love
He is Single tho, but king of flirting.
Other one, know nothing of flirting, still mingle, mystery in itself.
One was a mystery himself....yeah that's me.
None of us was studious, still all were toppers.
Got nothing in the pocket still every weekend was for road trips.

When I look at this box, I wish I could get smaller and live in it.
I wish I could get my those 2 years back.
I wish for us to be always together.

ps. it's not a poem.


© banrakas poetry

animals in the picture - left to right
our senior and dil tute Aashiq.....prshu Bhai
baal vivah vala.... Narayan Narayan
shree shree shree 1008 joga maharaj
ab apne baare me kya hi kahu
last but not the least ....namak singh

this picture was clicked on 7th January 2023, at the mount abu, -7 degree temperature, we rode bike from udaipur to mt Abu, all night 🥶