WHEN HE LOOKED BACK AND SMILED..

WHEN IT WAS DARK IN THE MORNING
AND I WAS WAITING FOR THE SUN...
THE SKY WAS GLOOMY, AND BIRDS TOO SILENT.
THOUGH THEY TOO WERE EAGER WITH OPEN MOUTH..
I OPENED MY EYES WHEN HE LOOKED BACK AND SMILED...

I WAS AWAKE LYING IN MY BED..
TIRED WITH MY BORING ROUTINE
RUSHING FROM ONE CORRIDOR TO OTHER
TO CATCH  THE MORNING NEWS, BUSES AND CLASSES,
THE INTERVIEWS, VACANCIES AND EXAMS
YET TOO BUSY TO GIVE UP..
I GOT A BREATH WHEN HE LOOKED BACK AND SMILED

IN THE COLLEGE, WHERE EVERY ONE SEEMS BUSY
 WITH SOMETHING REALLY WORTH..
A RESEARCH, OR A THESIS OR AT LEAST
SOME PROTAGONIST WITH A REVOLUTIONARY THEORY

I LAY AWAKE, THOUGH DOING NOTHING..
JUST MISSING THE CLASSES, BEING PHYSICALLY PRESENT,
ANALYZING THE USELESS RESEARCH METHODOLOGY
AND COMPARING WITH THE RUTHLESS PRACTICAL-ISM
 OUTSIDE THE CAMPUS..
I GOT A HOPE AGAINST THE HOPE,
WHEN HE LOOKED BACK AND SMILED