Dreams Under Himachal Skies

We sat on the steps of that old campus hall. With dreams in

our pockets, we were ready to fall. The mountains were whispering secrets so

sweet. In the heart of Himachal, where the earth and sky meet.

With friends by my side, we reach for the stars. Chasing those dreams,

no matter how far. Through laughter and lessons, we learn how

to fly. Under the vast and open Himachal skies. Faculty guiding

with wisdom and grace. In this little town, we found our

place. Late night study sessions and coffee-stained books. Building our futures