A sonnet By Prasenjit Sen

Prof. 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.