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These are tough times As far as Recruitment is concerned Of course, Recruitment is never easy Especially when you work in a startup But a year like 2022 With backout after backout And consequently rework after rework Really takes the biscuit Here I am Without a single closure In the last ten frigging months And thus having my confidence shredded to pieces One would think That I badly need a break In order to recharge my batteries You, on the other hand Decided to add to the burden By assigning me, not one But three extra mandates Mandates that are not only difficult But also rather time-consuming And require dealing with a client That has tested our patience On multiple occasions And on top of that I have to come to office as well Of course, it is all smooth sailing As far as the onward commute is concerned Thanks to the ever reliable AC local The return, however, is a different ballgame altogether Because you always make me late Thus, I never manage to catch the AC local And by the time I reach home I end up hating you to the core You are lucky magic doesn't exist Because if it did You would have been dead a long time ago I would have seen to that Anyway, coming back to reality I have always been tolerant But, as my grandfather would say There is a limit to everything And if you are expecting me to work on Saturdays as well You are exceeding that limit And then I will have no choice But to leave, once and for all As I've already mentioned I have always been tolerant However, my tolerance now runs thin
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Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 1:51 PM UTC
I Have Always Been Tolerant
These are tough times As far as Recruitment is concerned Of course, Recruitment is never easy Especially when you work in a startup But a year like 2022 With backout after backout And consequently rework after rework Really takes the biscuit Here I am Without a single closure In the last ten frigging months And thus having my confidence shredded to pieces One would think That I badly need a break In order to recharge my batteries You, on the other hand Decided to add to the burden By assigning me, not one But three extra mandates Mandates that are not only difficult But also rather time-consuming And require dealing with a client That has tested our patience On multiple occasions And on top of that I have to come to office as well Of course, it is all smooth sailing As far as the onward commute is concerned Thanks to the ever reliable AC local The return, however, is a different ballgame altogether Because you always make me late Thus, I never manage to catch the AC local And by the time I reach home I end up hating you to the core You are lucky magic doesn't exist Because if it did You would have been dead a long time ago I would have seen to that Anyway, coming back to reality I have always been tolerant But, as my grandfather would say There is a limit to everything And if you are expecting me to work on Saturdays as well You are exceeding that limit And then I will have no choice But to leave, once and for all As I've already mentioned I have always been tolerant However, my tolerance now runs thin
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After a rather enjoyable holiday During which I had loads of fun Playing my favourite mobile video game Reading an Agatha Christie ****** mystery And last but not the least Having a long afternoon siesta I was ready to resume work Even if it meant going to office Which involved a long commute By the dreaded Mumbai locals Well, getting to Dadar was not an issue However, it was then That my troubles started There was a wait of ten minutes Followed by a bit of chaos As I barely managed to board the train Getting thoroughly squeezed in the process By the time I reached office I was drenched in sweat The second summer of Mumbai Having well and truly begun Things did not improve As I started work I was really hoping That my hard work over the last few days Would eventually pay off However, I was in for a shock With every call I made My confidence nosedived As candidate after candidate Failed to pick up the phone Those who did respond Were either not interested Or didn't possess the requisite skills After a rather welcome break In the form of an excellent lunch Packed by my mother I was hoping to turn things around However, the status quo remained And by the end of the day I had drawn a blank As far as my CV count was concerned Thus, it was quite a relief To leave the office behind And return to home sweet home Of course, there was the small matter Of the return commute To be taken care of And once again, Fate showed its hand As Dadar continued to be the centre of chaos And I kept missing local after local While waiting for an AC local That eventually never showed up Thus, I was forced to board an ordinary local instead Thankfully, it was all smooth sailing At least until Ghatkopar arrived And I was squeezed once more This time though, it was brutal Luckily, the next stop was mine And the icecream that I had At a shop just outside the station Was sufficient compensation For whatever damage Ghatkopar may have caused Mental as well as physical After a rather uneventful auto ride I was home at last And I must admit That however good or bad the day may have been It has at least given me the inspiration I needed To write this poem
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Oct 6, 2022
Oct 6, 2022 at 1:07 PM UTC
A Rollercoaster Of A Day
After a rather enjoyable holiday During which I had loads of fun Playing my favourite mobile video game Reading an Agatha Christie ****** mystery And last but not the least Having a long afternoon siesta I was ready to resume work Even if it meant going to office Which involved a long commute By the dreaded Mumbai locals Well, getting to Dadar was not an issue However, it was then That my troubles started There was a wait of ten minutes Followed by a bit of chaos As I barely managed to board the train Getting thoroughly squeezed in the process By the time I reached office I was drenched in sweat The second summer of Mumbai Having well and truly begun Things did not improve As I started work I was really hoping That my hard work over the last few days Would eventually pay off However, I was in for a shock With every call I made My confidence nosedived As candidate after candidate Failed to pick up the phone Those who did respond Were either not interested Or didn't possess the requisite skills After a rather welcome break In the form of an excellent lunch Packed by my mother I was hoping to turn things around However, the status quo remained And by the end of the day I had drawn a blank As far as my CV count was concerned Thus, it was quite a relief To leave the office behind And return to home sweet home Of course, there was the small matter Of the return commute To be taken care of And once again, Fate showed its hand As Dadar continued to be the centre of chaos And I kept missing local after local While waiting for an AC local That eventually never showed up Thus, I was forced to board an ordinary local instead Thankfully, it was all smooth sailing At least until Ghatkopar arrived And I was squeezed once more This time though, it was brutal Luckily, the next stop was mine And the icecream that I had At a shop just outside the station Was sufficient compensation For whatever damage Ghatkopar may have caused Mental as well as physical After a rather uneventful auto ride I was home at last And I must admit That however good or bad the day may have been It has at least given me the inspiration I needed To write this poem
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