Number 10

Hardly Downing Street, ha

But 10 Satya Niketan was a major hub 

Important things happened here among mates

Like jokes and smokes and plenty of nothing

To get lucky, guys sometimes brought their dates

Back in the day, it’s where we invented chilling

It wasn’t a fancy address

You had to reach through a back alley

Negotiate some cows and their dung

But you were typically pretty stoked

Because it was where you hung

And no one minded you were broke

The pad belonged to two bros

As alike as night and day

But both big, likeable studs

Pretty far from their parents’ home

Somehow, you felt related by blood

You were sort of in the zone 

And it wasn’t just you

There were a bunch of other college-goers 

Another matter that we didn't always go

Quickly got off our U-specials

Since on our minds there was a lot more

Like enjoying a movie and Maggi noodles

In the evenings too, we had enough going on

Swimming, squash or tennis even if you weren’t a DSOI member

And usually a nightly program – you couldn’t get bored

Taj Palace nearby, had live music by Seby

Though DK dhaba was what you could afford

So at the hotel, sixteen guys ordered one coffee

Note, we did pay for movie tickets and Nirula’s food

Yeah, there were a few favourite haunts but 10 was the epicentre

Though the younger stud also stayed out, he had friends all over and was hedonistic

And he could sing Rock-N-Roll and Country

Meanwhile, the older stud grew his beard and studied under a blanket

Both loved Elvis Presley

It’s been a while since then

Now we might live in big-ass apartments

But about those days, we have many stories

Sure, 10 SN was a hole-in-the-wall

Yet it helped in a way, to make history

Because man, we had a ball.