The same land, called me with a loving smile,
It seemed so new, every brick and every tile.
Didn’t have those pals, I always knew were mine,
I still believed the sleepless journey would be fine.
There were my friends, who still seemed new,
It’s only because days spent with them are few.
A memorable past was what I always thought,
Would stay with me, for these days I got.
Not realizing that this very old land,
Called us again with a welcoming hand.
How every minute unleashed to me,
That beautifully loving, these people would be.
I came across many smiling faces,
Not to mention those awkward gazes.
For I used to be, one among the hundred lot,
Who cribbed and cried and weirdly fought.
But it’s only the reason, that’s made me stand.
An alma mater precious than the oldest coin,
You will realize the value, once you join.
Reasons are many, once I start to figure,
My personality it’s groomed and vouches to trigger.
A word of gratitude, to our fatherly hosts,
JUIT is now our family, and that’s a toast!!!

