Gone, gone, days are now gone,
No more enjoyment, no more fun,
Now we are all alone.

Crying on the first day,
Willing not to go,
Stomach ache, fever and headache,

Bunking classes was a routine,
Ma'am! forgot to bring, was what we sing,
Extra lessons was a pain,
Scoldings from teacher was of gain.

Finally the day comes to leave,
To say goodbye and to bid,
From cat, doll, ball to sin, cos , tan,
Today, from eyes tears rain.

@mohima