6 degrees of separation

To the people who have made things easier to bear, to feel, to  hate, to love, to live through, to yearn, to look forward to in this new phase that I stepped into a few months back..

Together, in laughter and tears, in distance and clinginess, in silence and in shouts, in gossips and complaints, in wakeful nights and sleepy classes, in loving and hating , in positive and negative vibes, in ideating and executing, in this moment and after, and in separation the degree stay 6.

Its the random thoughts and the unspoken bond

The broken strings and yet the attached cello-tapes

The running between rooms or the fleeting glimpses

Its the six degrees of separating separations...

(P)
It’s the drinking and the puking
It’s cheering for every grade
It’s a celebration, it’s a memory
It’s more than just a passing phase...
(AJ)

Its the fights and differences

its about being smitten by each others enthusiasm

its the varying wavelengths of attitude

but mainly about balancing the rhythm of friendship

(AG)

it’s the kisses and the misses

It’s the group studies and the gossips

It’s the eating and then walking

It’s the separation which always ends in meeting again

(T)

its the tea in the mess and 'n' number of glasses,

the rumage for the seats for lunch and for classes,

Its the fights, the laughs, the claps and Shanghai

Its the 6 degrees entwined in  the "Us" and the "I".
(M)

its the bread&mayo n hot water bags 
the 500bucks per head n personalised surprises 

its the american pies n dominoes fever 

the separating every second n uniting forever... 

(D)