The campus life, a romance for all
Has gone again, a thing of past
The routine, schedule, lecture hall,
All faded forever, fast.
Bag and baggage in a deluxe coach
Alone, along the highway right
The diesel machine made a terrible stride
Past the palaces, it was such a ride.
I reached, at last, the land of streams
where cascades sounded from the deep
Rushing down from craggy steep.
Where coconut grooves grow thick and fast
On hills and plains near the waters vast
Luxuriant, green and lively with the breeze
Where rural folks pull on with ease.
Where my mind was refreshed, and I was back;
Back from being a depressed soul to being myself.
I learned to laugh at little things;
Little things that made me happy.
I was tired of being sick of my life.
I finally found my soul.
Every time I go there, I feel like I’m born again
Heavenly was the path; memorable was the journey,
Peaceful was my soul; blissful was the experience!