Nostalgia.

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Met in the library
I gave you a pen
Became my best friend
I didn’t realise when

You stuck by me
Through thick and thin
We became a team
like Tonic and Gin

That Mumbai attitude
That gujju mind
Another one like you
Where will I find?

Those Preeti outings
And the late-night walks
our intense discussions
And the non-sense I talk

Those three days of Waves
with "limca" in my bag
your endless work
and the Co-Co tag!

Your ENI courses
my chemical Labs
the HQ brunches
and the Media cab

You were a priority
Like amazon prime
I’ll say “Always”
After all this time.

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