MB Tops – A Panegyric

(This is a tribute to the time we spent at the top of the Main Buliding of National Institute of Technology, Calicut)

LOCATION 1: Hostel room

The days were numbered,

Nostalgia kicked in…

But Tintin always bickered,

“Whadda hell r v missin’?”

The night was young,

our folks were bored…

At once Raj’s arms swung,

“MB Tops!” he bellowed.

Following Raj* n’ Tintin were,

(*who led the way…)

Nair, Sreeraj, HP, Pakpak, Kishore,

Kolady, Bala, Fad, Prema n’ Josay!

We climbed up the stairs,

onto the roof of asbestos…

From the noise, we’d our fears,

To breakage, ‘twas close.

LOCATION 2: MB Tops

Pakpak took his bag n’

some bottles did thud…

We bragged in unison,

“Dude, u r my best BUD**!" [**Budweiser, you imbeciles!]

Coil et al we’d accrued,

(which we’re to cremate…)

Then to a higher altitude,

our bliss did elevate.

Fad sang many a tune,

Strings did Tintin tweak…

Kolady clicked the moon,

N’ a few took a leak.[onto the ATM!]

The dawn was born,

we stopped our chatter…

For the sky had adorn,

its best attire ever.

Myriad colours would twine,

like paints on a palette…

We lauded the Artist divine,

n’ plunged into sleep, quiet.

The morning grew slowly,

Kolady simply looked down…

Dazed he became suddenly,

for he saw the Director frown!

He forgot our case,

n’ left his precious cam;

What befell him was disgrace,

for all he did was scram!

HP got into the act,

at our feet we arose…

Prema fled hilarious, in fact;

with guitar, bag n’ pillows!

Bala tried to get down,

N’ stretched his knee…

“I can’t find ground!” (he said)

Much to everyone’s glee.

HP was caught in flight but,

with the cam you see…

“Sir, this is an archi project!”

He bought that easily!

All in all, I got to learn,

(a couple of things)

from the MB sojourn…

Wherever you are,

high or low...

Mosquitoes will be there,

to add to your woe!

Kanyakumari oft boasts,

of sunsets so beautiful…

Why go the distance,

is it really fruitful?

In my opinion pristine,

(after a bit of ponder)

To view this scene,

no need to go yonder.

Sunrises/sets are a wonder,

no matter where you watch.

All you gotta do is discover,

the right place to catch!

At this ode, perhaps

with words I did fail…

I think the following snaps,

will surely make you hail!

Oh btw, a panegyric

is an expression of praise…

This is one bad limerick,

I’m endin’ dis mental malaise!

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