Well, I have Always Hated The Trimester Pattern At NMIMS and On One Fine Day, I Had Thought Of This Poem , Which I Finally Wrote;;;
Exams Have Come and passed
Exams Have Come and passed
The Jugaad Can Never Last
Wake Me Up When Trimester Ends
Like the Nerds We Never Pass
3 months Go Away So Fast
Wake Me up When Trimester Ends
Here Comes The Test Again
And the Prof Looks At Me In Disdain
Drenched in my Pain Again
Becoming What I Am Not
My Futile Attempt To Get The Answer
Makes Me Write All Crap
Wake Me Up When Trimester Ends
Exams Have Come And Passed
The Jugaad Can Never Last
Wake Me up When Trimester Ends
Bring Out The Frolic Again
Like We Did When July Began
Wake Me Up When Trimester Ends
At Times I Feel The Loss
And All My Dreams Go For a Toss
Some Weeks Ago We Had The Fests
We Laughed So Much At All the Jests
Wake me Up When Trimester Ends
No No I Cant Recall
All That TCP,OSPF and EIGRP Shit
Ohh Thats What Created All The Rift
Wake me Up When Trimester Ends
Wake Me Up When Trimester Ends
P.S.
Trimester here refers to the 3 semesters a year pattern followed at NMIMS and Not the Trimesters of Pregnancies.
Currently me being in the 10 th Trimester ;;