not same widout u

morning isnt morning anymore..

night isnt my nite....

my afternoons arent same anymore...

.coz thre aint a sardar to fyt

tcollege duznt seem college anymore...

classes arent the same....

bus rides are difficult to adjust...

specially after the yellow karizma fame

the canteen seems empty...

the parking lot seems out of range...

my baby's speedster parked there alawys..

wothout it there..its very strange..

movies arent the same anymore..

m habbituated to cuddle up to u...

to sit wid juz anybuddy in the hall.

makes me think of u..........

subway tastes bad without u.

.kfc starts to bore me...

.mc donalds aint here anymore...

pizza hut??? plz let it be~~~

when m at the club... i feel like cryng...

ur thot follows me wherever i go...

.i picture u plying t.t n snooker..

.i see u on every floor!

bypass reminds of r long rides...

bhowanipur reminds me of old days..

.ccd looks like a chai ki dukaan....

days pass away... but the memories stay..

whern i go to ur house... i thnk ur dere...

ur room still smells lik u...

i keep feeling ull cum out from ur room...

but then reality reminds me the truth......

the truth may be tht ur away...

ur memories are still here....

evry nook n corner of the city...

makes me wish u were there....

now ill tell u the real truth..

club isnt the same...college isnt the same tooo

but wht tortures me the most is...

calcutta isnt the same witout u.........