A sonnet By Prasenjit Sen
We all came to SCIT from nooks and corner, far and wide
Entry to this premier institute filled us with boundless pride.
The romantic Poona rains cooled our tired mind
The rain soaked yonder hills appear a surreal kind .
Guidance of the seniors , invaluable tips to clear and pass
Whispers on ‘good faculty’ for sailing through the class .
Starts the session bang with early morning bell
Every class provide many humorous tell-tale.
Evenings bring around the energy’s youthful face
The high pitch sound byte dispel the despondency’s trace.
The sport ground trampled by hundreds merry foot-fall
The hustle bustle post game rejoicing rises mighty tall .
Morphing the exam anxiety and career worry to felicity sublime
With goodwill ,friendship and Love – come a humanity divine.