The Journey of My Interest
The train goes on time
Let there be a little rhyme,
On the station, I was asked by many
What’s the time?
I replied, it’s half an hour for nine,
They panic, ohh... it’s late
And I replied– don’t worry
Everything’s gonna be fine!
Of course, the same fine’s correct for me
I am a student of 18, eager to meet my family
Sitting on a side upper of a sleeper coach
Anyhow, I was happy, loved, excited, smiling
Deep inside my minorest heartbeat, there was a voice
Ohh yess! I am coming, did you listen– Bilimora!
Only the thing that many of you will be confused of is "Bilimora'! So let me tell you that it is the place I call home. It is a small city in South Gujarat. So, this is the poem written on my way to home from Gandhinagar- the place where I am supposed to complete my graduation. And this was the very first time I was going home from my hostel!
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