Oh! Light that leads all through the dark
Stay before me a moment, let my eyes behold thy light
To kindle the dead lamps of memories I carry
Let not the incessant flow of Time’s mighty stream
Take away along with it the precious jewel box
With the glittering pieces of golden memories
It’s your joke to take away what I love the most
Cruelly and recklessly without the least of botheration
Spare, at least this one, I keep close to my chest
Leave in my memory my poor neighbour class mate
Whose mother fearfully served me love rich meals
Along with her children when I was playing with them
Leave in it’s grave my love for my little girl friend
Who dared to share with me her umbrella in rain
To save my’100′ on the slate for maths unwashed
Suppress not the warm affection for my class mates
Who shared with me their precious belongings,
May be a piece of chalk or pencil, a gooseberry or a flower
All dipped in honey-sweet innocence and undefined love
That keeps us bonded till this day and perhaps till the last.
Keep in me unforgotten the unheard oath I had taken for friendship.
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