Precious Moments

Now this is about those times
When we used to dance and rhyme
In a boisterous night with a glass of wine
On getting jobs with all friends of mine.

This is about those days
When we used to find ways
To bunk class and play
And be happy and gay.

This is about those years
When we had nothing to fear
But to bring more money near
In the game of 'jua' with all my dear.

Now when I think alot,
Many memories come and stop
But one thing is for sure,
Those best days were at F-Top