Its All about "I"

It is well known that an idle mind is a devil's workshop. But this idle mind chose to describe the devil's workshop........................

Has anyone ever wondered why,

To nothing today we can hold our heads high,

Seas of change have long left dry,

Is renaissance even worth a try.

In this commotion what gets heard is a feeble cry,

Nobody bothers who comes and who all say bye,

A cold world where none is shy,

Indolence rules as time passes by.

Nothing so omnipresent as a lie,

All eyes set on a larger pie,

Motive being an eye for an eye,

Chasing things they could call "my",

With souls already dead, is there anything left to die,

Still we take pride in saying I am "I"

Internship supposedly

One year absence means there is a lot in the pipeline. Heres one of them. Apparently i am on summer internship in GE in Bangalore. So here goes an ode to GE.....

On 12th of May got started an Odyssey,

when a stranger landed in JFWTC,

thought being a part of legacy wouldn't be easy,

learnt quickly such thoughts were too flimsy.

Coming here was no less a serendipity,

was elated getting a call from Meena Reddy,

By default had become a part of lab EPT,

Kannan was to be the guide and Amol buddy.

Had it been all the same, would have been boring,

couldn't have done much except yawning,

changing cubicle was indeed a blessing,

that was the time creativity started pouring.

My esteemed neighbours R2, amisha, maitreyee and Pranali

Rajpal yadav graces with his presence timely,

Can anything else(including uncle) be so lively,

save us, nobody knows how to spend time wisely.

As often with my work i am not able to relate,

in working as well as describing i tend to procrastinate,

The turmoil Edison and Thompson tend to create,

Guha, Pirsig and Rand courtesy WKC help sedate.

Aren't we sinning, when twins we differentiate,

In expecting clarity in matters intricate,

managers get on our heads, how do we placate,

can only feel nostalgic and curse our fate.

Amidst all this, shouldn't someone help our tensions alleviate,

but to get bogged down is not our trait,

Our each day here we wish to celebrate,

with fun-riddled activities happiness we look to accumulate.

Our best times remain indebted to coffee,

trying to spend each moment with giggles and glee,

the most happening cluster now are we,

To cap it all, three cheers to GE.

P.S.- A piece of trivia to help u understand the poem better
JFWTC: John F. Welch Technology Centre, GE Research Centre in Bangalore
WKC: Whitney Knowledge Centre, library in GE
EPT: Electric Power Technologies
Edison and Thompson were founding fathers of GE
Ramprasad Guha, Robert Pirsig and Ayn Rand whose creations i really admire

Going Haywire

Yes i m back after a year...... It feels great to be back here. Meanwhile i have developed a penchant for writing poems. The following poem was written by a dejected me after my majors. I know it is not much in sync with the "Pursuit of Happiness" written last year but still i would love to share. Its dedicated to all those people who are young, energetic and blah blah but more importantly ppl on crossroads deciding where they wanna head to after school, college.......

Going Haywire

A treachery of time,

That somebody lost shine,

Is the blame entirely mine?

Yes, coz I m the only one who whine.

It isn't that I have lost my way,

Don't exactly know what goals are in fray,

'a lot of options' when people say,

There is no connect with what all is in play.

I can't boast of erudition,

Same is true for the vast population,

Still it is only me, who feels seclusion,

Why? Coz I chose to stay out of illusion?

My aspirations, my approach, my way of life is all confused,

To nothing in this world have I been seduced,

Its pity that to an unknown feeble corner have I been reduced,

Lethargy, procrastination to I have been introduced.

The "caring lot" around me shows no malice,

Instead r nice, but does that make me wise?

I don't know who rolled the dice (perhaps I)

Expectations their or mine I am never able to suffice.

Read somewhere "whom should one despise

– Men without purpose (like me) who ape mice"

They say success comes with a price,

I have a life to spend, tell me where to break the ice.

Don't know when things will fall in line,

Just hope everything's gonna be fine,

With success yes I want to dine,

What is it? I still have no sign.