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4 Strangers came close,
Their friendship was like a tight threaded rope.
Never before had they such good friends,
This friendship goes beyond the Vidhyanagar fence.

One was bubbly other an artist,
They both were roomies but stayed like a family.
Other side had a combination of cool and mature,
They both biked around untill dawn!

Summer afternoons were mostly at C-Cube,
with evenings followed by a Satyanarayan’s scoop.
Daily meeting at Kashyap’s gate,
This was a routine which they could not escape.

Bike, Kinetic and Scooty parked
Memorial visits have left its mark.
Together they rocked on the streets of town,
Drive to Baroda was the best they had done.


Others came and passed by,
They four seldom fight!
College fest was always a treat,
They painted and rocked the show, no matter what was the theme.

Time passed and 3 had sweethearts,
One was left to listen to their stories of heart!
Never did they leave him alone,
The evening meetings were sparse but sensible then before.

Today they are in different parts of the world,
Seldom do they chat but often recall.
I wish they could meet again,
The Kashyap gate’s the place, which no one shall forget!