Panjab University

The moment the car turned right
My heart skipped a beat

this was home a few years ago
my hostel...my space

dreams...aspirations,friends
all had one address

roommate who became
a friend for life

support staff
who were God's best lesson in
smile and serve.

meaningless discussions
about a new dress or
the more profound ones
about Foucault and Sartre
till midnight

the rushed breakfast...
the much-awaited special lunches
calls on the only fixed line around
no cellphones to replace 2 a.m friends

the small queer market
to buy everything from dustbins to
samosas and stationery

the lone phone booth
the long wait to make the call home

Nostalgia can't get better than this
Panjab university....thanks
for all this and
much more.