Trying to remember all the years that we spent,
The laughter that we had been,
The moody experienced we went through,
All of it now is a memory and history.
Yes! That moment was a blessing,
That experienced was the sweetest,
Oh! That situation was unforgettable,
Indeed, memories will not be regretted.
This shalom, at the little hill- top,
Stands witness to Almighty God,
Its beauties attracts many,
Strangers meet lives harmoniously.
Far and near, comes and go,
As the sun rises just to sets again,
Like Joy that comes through the sorrows,
The flower blooms to fade away.
Here we are, amidst the happy life,
As time wait for none,
Tears might fill your eyes,
Dear, unwillingly farewell to you.
Far away you may live,
We may not meet again,
But forget not, the bond of friendship,
Formed during our short stay together;
Heart is aching, coz you are leaving,
It’s so hard to believe, it drives me crazy.
The ferocious hour is here,
To snatch you and me apart;
Dear, it’s ok. Destiny is not our choice,
It is how we live our life,
At all time, let us be at our best.
And be happy enjoying every rhythm of life.
Keep the faith, and be strong.
Uphold one another in prayers.
Where ever you may be, God be with you.
(The above lines are dedicated to all the Shalomites who are out in the world working for the Glory of God; especially my B. Th Classmates the batch of 2008-2011)
Javan, Sechü-Zubza, Kohima, Nagaland
The laughter that we had been,
The moody experienced we went through,
All of it now is a memory and history.
Yes! That moment was a blessing,
That experienced was the sweetest,
Oh! That situation was unforgettable,
Indeed, memories will not be regretted.
This shalom, at the little hill- top,
Stands witness to Almighty God,
Its beauties attracts many,
Strangers meet lives harmoniously.
Far and near, comes and go,
As the sun rises just to sets again,
Like Joy that comes through the sorrows,
The flower blooms to fade away.
Here we are, amidst the happy life,
As time wait for none,
Tears might fill your eyes,
Dear, unwillingly farewell to you.
Far away you may live,
We may not meet again,
But forget not, the bond of friendship,
Formed during our short stay together;
Heart is aching, coz you are leaving,
It’s so hard to believe, it drives me crazy.
The ferocious hour is here,
To snatch you and me apart;
Dear, it’s ok. Destiny is not our choice,
It is how we live our life,
At all time, let us be at our best.
And be happy enjoying every rhythm of life.
Keep the faith, and be strong.
Uphold one another in prayers.
Where ever you may be, God be with you.
(The above lines are dedicated to all the Shalomites who are out in the world working for the Glory of God; especially my B. Th Classmates the batch of 2008-2011)
Javan, Sechü-Zubza, Kohima, Nagaland
