War

By  Ravi Chandra (’98A2)

 

War

They said it didn't happen in one moment;

The decision took time to be sent;

They said we have seen enough to have lost

Waiting on border to recover the cost;

Was it war of man, by man, for Man?

A war that mankind lost

A war in which kind men were lost

How many times, will Mankind stoop?

Let us attempt to break this loop

Let us start with love and hope.

Let's try to forget, the nightmare,

and strengthen the resolve.

So, Friends across, and brothers away,

Lets come together,

before light fades and Mankind dies,

Let's go to get her,

back to where she belongs,

in our hearts, in our deeds and our thoughts

Lets wage a war

with war itself ,

drive it to extinction

for the Sun to shine,

for you and me,

and all that follows from it. ■

 

 

The Search

By Anuradha Gupta

 

It’s been so long

Loneliness my companion…

Sometimes I think,

I hate this place.

Lost in the crowd,

I search for myself-

Am I just one,

One cold, bare face?    ■

 

 

A Date with Myself

By Anuradha Gupta

 

When I slow down,

From the city pace,

Will I feel empty?

Out of place?

Or will I meet myself-

All over again,

Rediscover life,

Beyond ambition and gain,

Simple pleasures,

Little joys,

Truth and growth,

Little girls and boys,

Cooking and cleaning

Reading and lazing about,

Will I find joy?

Will I find meaning?

I have a date-

With myself today,

It’s been a long time,

Missing my solitude.

Soaking in the sun,

Sipping a cup of tea,

Dreaming endlessly.

Watching the world go by

And setting myself free…■

 

Two Princes

By Margo (wife of Bitsian)

written at the BITSAA East Coast Reunion , October 13, 2001 In Memory of Sesha & Vamsi

 

Two princes

from Pilani

met again tonight

laughing like schoolboys

somewhere in the sky

a beautiful sky

ever youthful

like a Rajasthani morning

never to die again

But forever reborn

Princes from India …

God bless

two Rajas

celebrating tonight. ■

Plani! Plani! Plani!

By  Vivek Misra

Credit: Eric Bellamy

White hot yellow sands

dance, myriad mirages green

peacocks strut, colour riots

tribes coded saffron

pink red orange

turbaned hardened warriors

gaze from grey eyes

at grey skies

 

rain of life

pitter-patter pitter-patter

mops grey-blue

lustfilled sun's heat

clouds burst, sheet the land

with water cool, life anew

smell of earth, anklets tinkle

and muddy feet

arouse passions...

 

chillums smoke

rings that dissipate

the smoker thinks

the thinker smokes

camels snort, spit

spittle tourists

high heels, and fair skin

vs. smouldering dark eyes

battle won, the mirrors reflect

on life outside

the red-orange veil...

 

cows the sentinels

of night-time bus-stand

asleep standing, and circling drunken

reveling boys, tested and sure

or unsure

no matter

tonight alcohol, decimates minds

while watchers watch

and smoke, their thoughts

chaotic....

 

a refrain floats

on chill air

and musky breath

"...a brilliant red barchetta,...."

floats away

air-guitaring, gesticulating

hop skip jumping

to samosas and tea

"aah ...giri!,

goldflake! thanda! moda!

chai!..."

5 am high....■

Credit: CBS

The 1986-1990 MB Farewell Song

By  Anuradha Gupta (’86)

“1. Where do we begin,

To tell the story of how great a life it’s been

Of how the years have slipped by almost like a dream

Where do we start ?

(Love Story)

 

2. For so many years, we’ve lived a BITSian life

There’s been a lot of laccha and staying up till five -

Now we’ve gotto get used to not living next door to all of U !

We’ve lived thru many Comprees and lived thru mess food,

But on the whole BITS has been rather good,

Oh, we’ll never get used to not living next door to all of U.

(Living next door to Alice )

 

3. When we came in the summer of 1986,

Young and  full of life and bouncy too,

There was ever so much for us to do,

Now we wonder if it all was true,

All the Oasis halloo and all the Bhawan nites

And the many long hours in Sky,

All the trips in Connaught and all the milkshakes too,

We couldn’t forget even if we try !

(Summer of ‘69)

 

4. It’s been a hard four years,

And we’ve been slogging every day,

Now all that’s over,

And we’ll be going on our way.

 

But our memories will stay

And though we’re goin’ away,

We hope you will miss us too

(It’s been a hard day’s night)

 

5. All the groovy guys we’ve missed,

And all the pillows we’ve kissed,

All the Mills and Boons we shared,

All the secret we’ve bared

 

Now it’s all going to end

And , we don’t want to go,

Oh! We just don’t want to go.

All the plays and Acoustic Nites,

All the water fights,

All the birthdays and parties full of fun,

All the things we’ve done !

Now it’s all going to end

And we don’t want to go

Oh! We just don’t want to go

 

6. Girls, we’re all BITSians,

And that’s the way we’ll stay-

Girls, we’ll be BITSians,

Until our dying day …”

(Bachelor Boy)  ■