Get used to surprises!

Remember the last phase of your college? Yeah the insane era, when you actually took a book and studied not just the technical stuff but even those withered, tattered principles of HR chemistry that the English teacher taught you while you were busy gawking at her hump.

On the day of the interview, you are the ‘sweaty-palm’ dressed in the borrowed, or even worse - stolen formals (yeah that happened, I swear)  bothered whether you shook the hands of the interviewer too hard or your eyes followed its usual trajectory because all you care about is getting the job.

Congratulations, Mr. X you got the job.

Brilliant, Excellent, roll on the road, dance, whistle, get drunk and do embarrassing things, yeah it’s your day. After 20some years of education you finally got the chance to put it all in use.

The first complain you have is Damn I don’t know shit about computers and now I would be writing codes. But my friend just when you thought this was the worst thing, you are not even prepared for the reality.

6months later (yeah that’s how long your joining could be deferred and it’s not the maximum)
You walk into the multi-million dollar enterprise, glass walls, fountains, vending machines, pretty people in uber clothes. After briefing through the policies, none of which you give a damn to learn, your ‘real’ training starts. But all you do here is extend your college life into the office campus and screw around, until the exams befall. Now, being 4 years into Engineering you always manage a narrow escape. Ditto.

But deep within, you know that you don’t still don’t know anything about C++ or JAVA or HTML or SAP or goddamn anything beyond SHIFT+DEL (if you know what I mean). But being the lazy toad, you wash down all these worries in RUM bought from the freshly minted stipend of your 1^st fruitless month. 

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We live just once, and once shall i die

The bitter aftertaste of your kiss, that lingers on my lips

Days after you left my side

Stepping on scattered vows

I cry not, nor repent nor forgive

Lament not nor let hold you back

Pray not nor let my eyes shimmer

For I don’t live to be mauled and marauded

I stepped not the piles to look behind

We live just once but death my dear

Is just for once and once will I die.  

(Life is quite often unforgiving but still we move on, only to realize in time that what it had in store for us was for our own good.
This poem is an inspiration from a person very close to me,whose sufferings and strength both made me realize that nothing is certain in life and nothing promises returns- but life is worth much more than just one thing or person. Its what we craft with our own hands thereon. )