Dear All,
Life moves on..and so does everyone...we have moved from A4 but we still all are there.
Looking back at those two years, we all have a sense of satisfaction. This blog is a symbol of the care and happiness we enjoyed. No distance is big enough to keep us apart.
Everyone is busy in their official lives...but i can raise my head and proudly say that "I am part of the A4 gang which lives on its own terms"
And on behalf of the rest A4 members I can proudly say that A4 was the best thing that happened to our lives in our MBA course.
Love you all
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Dear All,
Life moves on..and so does everyone...we have moved from A4 but we still all are there.
Looking back at those two years, we all have a sense of satisfaction. This blog is a symbol of the care and happiness we enjoyed. No distance is big enough to keep us apart.
Everyone is busy in their official lives...but i can raise my head and proudly say that "I am part of the A4 gang which lives on its own terms"
And on behalf of the rest A4 members I can proudly say that A4 was the best thing that happened to our lives in our MBA course.
Love you all
Life moves on..and so does everyone...we have moved from A4 but we still all are there.
Looking back at those two years, we all have a sense of satisfaction. This blog is a symbol of the care and happiness we enjoyed. No distance is big enough to keep us apart.
Everyone is busy in their official lives...but i can raise my head and proudly say that "I am part of the A4 gang which lives on its own terms"
And on behalf of the rest A4 members I can proudly say that A4 was the best thing that happened to our lives in our MBA course.
Love you all
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Dear friends in the memory of A4
In the walls of our old A4 bunglow, In the the walls of our dear old somaiya college, In the vicinity of our dear pankaj's store or kaka's juice and last but not the least in preeti no more shall we meet, Our own old group the A4'ians to greet,Neath the walls of our old A4 bunglow.
It's seldom we'll meet, In the moonlight so sweet. What remains are memoirs and the good old time of the past.I know like me all of you must be missing the same carefree old days where goodtimes and a good outing was just a wish away.Be it the memorable trip to goa or the short trip round the corner to preeti.The good old days where we all we needed was a hint a whisper to party.The exam days,the placement days the days of the past.
On the hills of goa, In the halls of our old somaiya college, There is right merry cheer, There are friends true and dear, In the halls of our old A4 bunglow.
The football matches on TV late till night,the chai's at teji late at night the evenings the nights..don't we all wish them to come back.
We may fight, we may not talk for days but one thing we know for sure that we are always there for each other no matter what in good times and bad.
Remember then,Dreaming of when Our college fears Would be gone with the years.Now we look at the past Wondering why it didn't last.Days in the hot sun Always having fun.Days of oldNever to be sold.Signs of changeWidely range.Moving awayNo more play.Friends foreverTalk almost never.Through the years,Our lives shift gears.Laughter, smiles,Fears, miles,Distant soulsDrifting goals.Friendship the artConnects our hearts.Now that it is whenWe dream of Then.
So now we've gone our separate ways each with different lives to live.The bond will always be there the friendship always intact;But the time for us has come and gone and the pages of time, you can't turn back.We will always be friends and wonder how the other is;The smiles and laughter we will remember and our fights have become painless scars.Sometimes on those busy days when we've a thousand things to do;Please let us glide slowly through our mind and spend some time with each other in our memories or lets just pick up the phone and have a slow chat.Just remember even with the distance between us we are always there for each.
A4 is ther to stay in our hearts in our minds forever.
Cheers A4'ians
In the walls of our old A4 bunglow, In the the walls of our dear old somaiya college, In the vicinity of our dear pankaj's store or kaka's juice and last but not the least in preeti no more shall we meet, Our own old group the A4'ians to greet,Neath the walls of our old A4 bunglow.
It's seldom we'll meet, In the moonlight so sweet. What remains are memoirs and the good old time of the past.I know like me all of you must be missing the same carefree old days where goodtimes and a good outing was just a wish away.Be it the memorable trip to goa or the short trip round the corner to preeti.The good old days where we all we needed was a hint a whisper to party.The exam days,the placement days the days of the past.
On the hills of goa, In the halls of our old somaiya college, There is right merry cheer, There are friends true and dear, In the halls of our old A4 bunglow.
The football matches on TV late till night,the chai's at teji late at night the evenings the nights..don't we all wish them to come back.
We may fight, we may not talk for days but one thing we know for sure that we are always there for each other no matter what in good times and bad.
Remember then,Dreaming of when Our college fears Would be gone with the years.Now we look at the past Wondering why it didn't last.Days in the hot sun Always having fun.Days of oldNever to be sold.Signs of changeWidely range.Moving awayNo more play.Friends foreverTalk almost never.Through the years,Our lives shift gears.Laughter, smiles,Fears, miles,Distant soulsDrifting goals.Friendship the artConnects our hearts.Now that it is whenWe dream of Then.
So now we've gone our separate ways each with different lives to live.The bond will always be there the friendship always intact;But the time for us has come and gone and the pages of time, you can't turn back.We will always be friends and wonder how the other is;The smiles and laughter we will remember and our fights have become painless scars.Sometimes on those busy days when we've a thousand things to do;Please let us glide slowly through our mind and spend some time with each other in our memories or lets just pick up the phone and have a slow chat.Just remember even with the distance between us we are always there for each.
A4 is ther to stay in our hearts in our minds forever.
Cheers A4'ians
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