Rain just stops falling,
I come out from a shade of a shop
In the street of College Squire,
Kolkata gets path of swaying of rain.
I stop at College Squire Lake,
A mist hovers in circling strangeness,
Lake water cool and vibrant with little waves,
Magical moments, behold decent calmness.
Rain holds easiness upon the earth,
It is the source of charming apparel
In sequence of philosophical tune,
I just take the path of remembering
Of those days when I came here
For taking a dig into career
Forty five years back, and to me now
This lake is like something born
Behind glossary of connective terms
Those are still musical in heart of
Roving life with significant zeal to survive,
In the heights of remembering the past.