We were one…

Drenched in passion, a little drunk…
We arrived, we had survived…
The world was ours, finally…
The pre pg had died…

It was ours, the day…
Draped in triumph, elated…
AIIMS unfurled its wings…
Our very own, tryst with destiny…

The vision was soon blinded…
The joy crumbled out…
It wasn’t light, but a shadow…
It wasn’t a day but a night, all along…

It was tactful, surgical precision…
The dreams were not crushed, but cut neatly…
We didn’t want them to die…
So, we pushed them away…

Soon, we lived not to win…
The tiger was tamed…
The passion had dried, left alone…
AIIMS as we thought, was never our very own…

The smile we brought, now laughed at us…
Ah! My dear, we’ve been fooled…
We were not jokers, but doctors...
Or, so we thought!

Now, we laugh…aimlessly…
The darkness has engulfed, all that were WE…
Servants, traitors, slaves, all rolled in one…
We aren’t doctors any longer… BUT!
We were one…