Tribute to my friends

I wonder...
What would I have been
Without you...

Without the eight of you,
whom I named as my 'friends'.
What would I have been
in this college...Without you...

A smoked up pot?
steaming pressure cooker?
screaming milk cooker -
in a deaf kitchen world?

Or some marinated chicken,
in a dressed up table,
suited-up to the master's tastes,
in the pretentious dining table?

But now that I have met you,
 now that I have met you,
I am nothing as above...

But, the wildest tastes of,
some incredibly terrible cook,
innovating myself in every-
stir of life. And saute'd in some
exquisite spices of fate.