All the time, we remember our school,
Without OG, Life is not cool
Our voices will fill every nook & turn
Dear OG, we will soon return

That splendid March, its sunshine turn
The sun that sooths and doesn’t burn
We miss the nature, we miss the fun
Dear OG, we will soon return

April winds making trees humble,
Crimson and crisp, the leaves crumble
On the hallowed streets, amok we will run
Dear OG, we will soon return

Friends, our lifelines, we miss the most
The laughter, the fun, life was a toast
Missing canteen snacks, ‘samosa with bun’
Dear OG, we will soon return

Vacant desks and classes empty,
No one planning a bunk to Kempty.
Daredevil thoughts have already begun
Dear OG, we will soon return

Silent grounds and haunted streets,
Valley not resounding with the drum beats.
Not a fifty, we will score a Ton
Dear OG, we will soon return

Birds chirp, gentle breeze, nature all around
But from the Audi, not a whisper, not a sound
As we draft our speeches and sharpen the pun
Dear OG, we will soon return

Giant trees and mountains aged,
They too miss us, spectators rigid
Remembering the days, acorn was spun
Dear OG, we will soon return

But destiny it is, now is a novel war,
Staying at home, we are fighting from far.
To win, our collective courage we will summon
Dear OG, we will soon return

Never lose heart, OG forever remains with you
Even remotely, we will pursue our goals true
Like the Arjuna’s eye, like the Ashes Urn
Dear OG, we will soon return

Tough times, Challenges test our might,
Have trust and Let there be light.
Strength of character & respect we will earn
Dear OG, we will soon return

– Abhishek Kumar (2003 batch)


This poem is a translation of an earlier work in Hindi, written by Mr. Abhishek Kesarwani, Principal, OGS. This was shared by Abhishek Kumar  on May 07, 2020.

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