Walls can understand the pain in me….
Pradeep Kumar
Chittur College is like a colorful collage
With all the rays and hues of youth embedded in it
The giant entrance with its gates wide open
Have always welcomed us with great warmth….
The long stretched tar road paved the way for our future
The lush green trees flanking the roads
Beckoned us into the temple of education
Where class rooms are our sanctum sanctorum
And the professors our gods…..
I still feel the smell of ammonia in my department
Pleasanter than those blooming flowers
Our Chemistry Department
Where chemistry of life was taught
Manoharan sir, Sudhakaran sir and Canuet sir
I still remember the trinities
Who blessed me with the art of chemistry…
This is my campus
With the perfect blend of all the qualities
Each brick of it has feelings….
Several batches passed out
Professors keep on changing
Still my campus can identify me
I know each nook and cranny of my campus
That’s how I love my campus
For because it showed you to me!
For 3 long years I treasured the pain of love in me
That untold love will still reverberate in our department
I would like to hear it again
To renew the pain in me….
My heart is beating for you
My eyes still searching for you;
Expressed love is sweeter
But you gifted me the sweetest;
With the gates still wide open
Me and our campus
Will wait for you..
