Fresh out of college with pristine thoughts
Unaware we’d be bind through a common knot
Stupid quarrels to candid talks, we’ve travelled together in unison
Inundated with undying love and true affection
Over and over this relationship doesn’t sour
Never shall die the spirit of FUSION, we may roar!!!
Just another day in the life of an S/W engineer……
The alarm continuously blared, deafening my ears
Not just once, twice, but thrice
Perhaps to indicate the sunrise
Lazy enough, I woke up reluctantly
Putting an end to an unfurnished dream
Presto!! It was 7.15 am, I had to scream
In attempt to run the daily chore
Took a toothbrush in one hand and a bath robe in the other
I realized it was time to take a shower
Time was racing ahead, while I was busy
Searching for the iron-crease pant, shoes and socks, all scrambled
I wonder at times, why these things couldn’t be ‘google’d
Just in the nick of time, got hold of my office bus
Managed to spot a window seat
To catch a glimpse of nature’s treat
Minutes passed, Time Elapsed
I found myself in front of a PC
Thinking how this gadget drives me crazy
Checked my inbox, only to learn that I was flooded with mails
Eventually lost myself in the world of Code reviews, Bug fixing, Meeting Deadline…
But what I have actually lost is only a fair amount of hairline
My computer screen clocked 1 pm, it was lunch time
Endless delicacies were lined up to treat the taste buds
But an elite crowd felt the real delicacy lies only with the cigarette buds
Eyes were begging for a quick nap, courtesy: heavy lunch
Alarmingly, my boss buzzed me, time for a client meeting
In other words, a war minus shooting
After a much deserved tea break
I composed myself to work on the pending task
What really posed like a daunting task
At 10 pm, tiredness and stress got the better of me
Long hours and stuck in the confines of my bay
I pushed myself to call it a day
The alarm continuously blared, again
Wish the day could be a Sunday
But the calendar read “Thursday’
Just another day in the life of an S/W engineer……
Fuelled by high hopes and aspiration, in the circuit of rat-race
This life is taking directions that I couldn’t trace
I feel embarrassed, when I don’t find time for my kith and kin
After all, they’ve stood by me through thick and thin
Rarely, I care about people who matter to me the most
But each time, I dismiss the thought saying, “Life is too fast”
Beloved ones say I’ve slipped into the habit of claiming petty excuse
I weep to myself, when they go the extent of calling me a recluse
Pushing me hard to progress to the next level, professionally;
Am I detaining myself at each level, personally?
What is all this for?
Who is to be blamed?
I don’t understand;
May be, I don’t want to understand!!!
This life is taking directions that I couldn’t trace!!!
