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𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕. 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕥𝕦𝕘, 𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝, 𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕙 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪. 𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤. 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕕, 𝕒n 𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣, 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣-𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕖, 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖’𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕪!

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Mar 24, 2025

Mar 24, 2025 at 7:31 AM UTC

kabue

fluctuations

𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕. 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕥𝕦𝕘, 𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝, 𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕙 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪. 𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤. 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕕, 𝕒n 𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣, 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣-𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕖, 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖’𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕪!

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After a thoroughly enjoyable weekend Which involved watching an animated science fiction thriller Followed by a Football World Cup Final Which turned out to be even more thrilling I had to face the dreaded prospect Of returning to work on a Monday Yes, the notorious villain of the week Which can ensure sleepless nights Even for the strongest souls Well, the day was actually not that bad To begin with, at least After a hot bath Followed by an even hotter cup of filter coffee Prepared by my dear mother, as ever I had a simple breakfast Consisting of a plate of chapatis Mixed with some rather tangy marmalade Thus, I was ready To face the grind of work Or at least, I thought I was The reality turned out to be as different As apples and oranges It started with a few phone calls However, the response was not flattering Thus, I headed to lunch In the hope of making some progress In the second half of the day However, I couldn't have been more wrong The phone calls failed to achieve their purpose As I was unable to obtain slots For the interviews to be scheduled Moreover, I was dealing with multiple stuff At the same time Which proved to be even more difficult Than obtaining a seat in one of the IIMs Time was playing a cat-and-mouse game with me The closer I got to him The more he would evade me As the hours flew by I kept meandering aimlessly Without achieving anything tangible By the time I finally got the hang of work It was already well past 6 PM And I felt as though I had wasted more time Than a certain Sunil Gavaskar had done In his infamous innings of 36 not out, off 175 ***** In the inaugural 1975 Cricket World Cup Thus, I was thoroughly relieved When the day finally ended Returning to work on a Monday Especially after a thoroughly enjoyable weekend Is never good Full stop

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Dec 19, 2022

Dec 19, 2022 at 10:59 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

Returning To Work On A Monday

After a thoroughly enjoyable weekend Which involved watching an animated science fiction thriller Followed by a Football World Cup Final Which turned out to be even more thrilling I had to face the dreaded prospect Of returning to work on a Monday Yes, the notorious villain of the week Which can ensure sleepless nights Even for the strongest souls Well, the day was actually not that bad To begin with, at least After a hot bath Followed by an even hotter cup of filter coffee Prepared by my dear mother, as ever I had a simple breakfast Consisting of a plate of chapatis Mixed with some rather tangy marmalade Thus, I was ready To face the grind of work Or at least, I thought I was The reality turned out to be as different As apples and oranges It started with a few phone calls However, the response was not flattering Thus, I headed to lunch In the hope of making some progress In the second half of the day However, I couldn't have been more wrong The phone calls failed to achieve their purpose As I was unable to obtain slots For the interviews to be scheduled Moreover, I was dealing with multiple stuff At the same time Which proved to be even more difficult Than obtaining a seat in one of the IIMs Time was playing a cat-and-mouse game with me The closer I got to him The more he would evade me As the hours flew by I kept meandering aimlessly Without achieving anything tangible By the time I finally got the hang of work It was already well past 6 PM And I felt as though I had wasted more time Than a certain Sunil Gavaskar had done In his infamous innings of 36 not out, off 175 ***** In the inaugural 1975 Cricket World Cup Thus, I was thoroughly relieved When the day finally ended Returning to work on a Monday Especially after a thoroughly enjoyable weekend Is never good Full stop

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After a rather enjoyable Saturday Which marked the return Of my mother and grandfather After a fortnight's stay in Chennai I was really looking forward To some R&R on "precious" Sunday It started promisingly enough Getting up as late as nine o'clock Enjoying a hot cup of filter coffee Prepared by my dear mother Solving Wordle in three attempts Watching photos and videos of trains Playing my all-time favourite game 'Choices' Enjoying a rather delicious brunch Again prepared by Amma Followed by my customary afternoon siesta Which lasted more than two hours Just as I was beginning to think That I couldn't have asked for a better Sunday I had to begin the rather tedious process Of filing my income tax returns Fortunately, Amma was there to support me And take me through the entire process Which involved numerous calculations Some of which, were more confusing Than even the questions asked in IIT-JEE! After nearly two hours of breaking our heads And cursing the Finance Minister profusely Which, by the way, was entirely my doing The returns were finally filed And the tax duly paid As I heaved a sigh of relief Having gotten a huge monkey off my weary back It dawned on me That tomorrow is Monday And I have to go to office as well Which involves getting up as early as six o'clock Followed by a commute in the dreaded Mumbai local With its super dense crush load And once I reach office I have to share a tiny cabin With my boss and his wife And endure a lecture or two About my recent lack of success at work In this rather claustrophobic setting Oh boy, I'll never get a break, will I?

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Jul 31, 2022

Jul 31, 2022 at 10:28 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

Oh Boy, I'll Never Get A Break, Will I?

After a rather enjoyable Saturday Which marked the return Of my mother and grandfather After a fortnight's stay in Chennai I was really looking forward To some R&R on "precious" Sunday It started promisingly enough Getting up as late as nine o'clock Enjoying a hot cup of filter coffee Prepared by my dear mother Solving Wordle in three attempts Watching photos and videos of trains Playing my all-time favourite game 'Choices' Enjoying a rather delicious brunch Again prepared by Amma Followed by my customary afternoon siesta Which lasted more than two hours Just as I was beginning to think That I couldn't have asked for a better Sunday I had to begin the rather tedious process Of filing my income tax returns Fortunately, Amma was there to support me And take me through the entire process Which involved numerous calculations Some of which, were more confusing Than even the questions asked in IIT-JEE! After nearly two hours of breaking our heads And cursing the Finance Minister profusely Which, by the way, was entirely my doing The returns were finally filed And the tax duly paid As I heaved a sigh of relief Having gotten a huge monkey off my weary back It dawned on me That tomorrow is Monday And I have to go to office as well Which involves getting up as early as six o'clock Followed by a commute in the dreaded Mumbai local With its super dense crush load And once I reach office I have to share a tiny cabin With my boss and his wife And endure a lecture or two About my recent lack of success at work In this rather claustrophobic setting Oh boy, I'll never get a break, will I?

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You know the famous saying All good things come to an end This applies to weekends as well Or in this case, Sundays Because I was forced to work yesterday Due to a massive project Which will keep me occupied For a good three weeks Including two Saturdays Hence, all the more reason To positively dread the start of tomorrow Ah yes, the infamous Monday Something that terrifies me More than climbing Mount Everest Or entering a lion's den Or earning the wrath of a cobra I can go on and on But I think I've made my point Yes, Mondays are bad Especially if you've enjoyed the weekend As much as I did Notwithstanding working on Saturday So, do you want to know What makes tomorrow twice as bad As any other Monday? Firstly, as mentioned earlier I am working on a big project Probably my biggest in the last three years Secondly, while the going has been smooth so far Things are going to get tricky So far, all I have accomplished Is pure research But now, I'll have to start calling people And these are not recruitment calls Which are relatively straightforward On the other hand I am entering pure sales territory Which may not be a big deal For most "normal" people But for someone who is autistic It is a different ballgame altogether In fact, it is like steering a ship Through the Bermuda Triangle And finally The biggest roadblock In my long and treacherous path Is not the candidates Not even the client But my accursed laptop Whose ability to perform under pressure Is even less than that of South Africa In a global cricket tournament

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Feb 20, 2022

Feb 20, 2022 at 11:58 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

Why Tomorrow Is Going To Be Twice As Bad As Any Other Monday

You know the famous saying All good things come to an end This applies to weekends as well Or in this case, Sundays Because I was forced to work yesterday Due to a massive project Which will keep me occupied For a good three weeks Including two Saturdays Hence, all the more reason To positively dread the start of tomorrow Ah yes, the infamous Monday Something that terrifies me More than climbing Mount Everest Or entering a lion's den Or earning the wrath of a cobra I can go on and on But I think I've made my point Yes, Mondays are bad Especially if you've enjoyed the weekend As much as I did Notwithstanding working on Saturday So, do you want to know What makes tomorrow twice as bad As any other Monday? Firstly, as mentioned earlier I am working on a big project Probably my biggest in the last three years Secondly, while the going has been smooth so far Things are going to get tricky So far, all I have accomplished Is pure research But now, I'll have to start calling people And these are not recruitment calls Which are relatively straightforward On the other hand I am entering pure sales territory Which may not be a big deal For most "normal" people But for someone who is autistic It is a different ballgame altogether In fact, it is like steering a ship Through the Bermuda Triangle And finally The biggest roadblock In my long and treacherous path Is not the candidates Not even the client But my accursed laptop Whose ability to perform under pressure Is even less than that of South Africa In a global cricket tournament

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She’s so real it doesn’t matter. So real I can imagine her. When my heart fails and eyes are weak, She’s Monday morning to my week. Her beauty is springtime’s envy. Her beauty is my energy. Awake or in my dreams I seek, I need her smile to start my week. I close my eyes to watch it grow, Her beauty’s everywhere I go. Like sunlight o’er horizon’s peak, She is the sunshine of my week. I see her now and evermore, On Mondays though I need her more. When missing her makes things look bleak, I think of her to start my week.

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Oct 29, 2018

Oct 29, 2018 at 8:26 AM UTC

not_thepoet_hewantstobe

My Monday Need

She’s so real it doesn’t matter. So real I can imagine her. When my heart fails and eyes are weak, She’s Monday morning to my week. Her beauty is springtime’s envy. Her beauty is my energy. Awake or in my dreams I seek, I need her smile to start my week. I close my eyes to watch it grow, Her beauty’s everywhere I go. Like sunlight o’er horizon’s peak, She is the sunshine of my week. I see her now and evermore, On Mondays though I need her more. When missing her makes things look bleak, I think of her to start my week.

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Roses are red, Violets blue. So are Mondays... ******* Mondays.

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Apr 30, 2014

Apr 30, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC

jasonl

Mondays.

Roses are red, Violets blue. So are Mondays... ******* Mondays.

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