A Winter Morn's Tale

Touched by the icy fingers, 
of the cold wind that blew. 
I began to walk hurriedly, 
to escape the snow that fell anew. 

Wrapping my imported shawl tighter, 
I tried to keep out the cold. 
Still, it's icy fingers touched me, 
and held me in a vice-like hold. 

Hurrying along, I saw a little boy, 
slowly walking down the street. 
His teeth chattered, his body was blue, 
for the cold crept up his bare feet. 

"Poor boy," I muttered to myself, 
I wish, a blanket the poor thing had. 
Shaking my head, I cursed at the poverty, 
that caused him to be thus ill-clad. 

Reaching the haven of my home, 
I almost forgot all about him. 
Not really my mistake, was it, 
that my memory of him became dim. 

He lay on the park bench, 
the next day I saw him again. 
With anguish, my heart burned, 
and I almost felt his pain. 

"Poor boy," I muttered to myself, 
I wish, a blanket the poor thing had. 
Shaking my head, I cursed at the poverty, 
that caused him to be thus ill-clad. 

A passr-by heard me and said, 
"For him, no mortal comfort will do. 
He's dead now, and it won't matter, 
whether he has one blanket or two." 

It was still bitterly cold, 
and the wind was strong. 
Cold I felt, even in my warm clothes, 
for I'd been out fairly long. 

I pitied the poor boy, 
and for his soul I prayed. 
Once again, I blamed poverty, 
and wondered why it'd been made. 

Somehow, somewhere I felt remorse, 
and faced a feeling of guilt. 
'Twas like the pain of a sword, 
buried in my heart, to the hilt. 

I didn't understand why I felt so, 
I hadn't done any wrong. 
Brushing it away like a snowflake, 
I shook my head, and simply hurried along.

Leaving on a jet plane

Tomorrow's the last exam of first year. After that, I can call myself half-an-MBA. Wow!

 

I can't help but be stricken by a wave of nostalgia at the year that just went by. There were ups and there were downs; relationships forged and relationships unforged, and lessons learnt and lessons forgotten. But overall, I guess the year left me more capable of handling uncertainty and ambiguity, and better equipped to handle stress.

 

Of course, it hasn't been easy ditching a cushy corporate job, and taking a longish break to study. I've lost some battles since then, and then I've won some.

 

Nearly a year ago, it began when I checked XLRI's website for admission results and got a message proclaiming 'Congratulations' for my selection for the prestigious Personnel Management and Industrial Relations (PMIR) program. Needless to say, there were folks who were delighted, overjoyed, in disbelief, and a few even plain jealous.

 

There was no platform nine-and-three-quarters, and no Hogwarts Express but the journey was magical with the entire compartment being filled with bouncy, young folks travelling to their dream institute and their indulgent parents smiling away.

 

Ever since then, life's been whizzing by. Somehow, I feel time passes at twice the speed inside these gates. By the time one leaves for a term break and catches up with the outside world, it seems aeons have passed by.

 

And before one realises, one is pulled back into the vortex of never-ending assignments, projects, tests, quizzes, and exams. Till the next term break.

 

However, this time the agenda is different. I won't be able to visit my parents but will be going to a different city as a summer intern at my dream company... Microsoft!! And of course, I'm pretty kicked about it. Two months in a new city, at a new company... two months of new experiences.

 

Plus, I might be able to put a couple of entrepreneurial ideas into practice, if I find the time. Let's see.

 

Of course, the title is drawn from John Denver's song... because I'm leaving for Bangalore on a jet plane, though I know when I'll be back again. :)

 

P.S. Apologies for making this post a dull read... more like a rambling on of an idle mind, but then that's what it is!

Fool!

Aww come on! Don’t tell me that the joke’s on me… not one person fell for that lame joke of discontinuing blogging.

 

I don’t intend to leave Insanity Avenue in Bloggerville anytime in the near future. I had intended to play a prank by claiming to retire. But apparently, I’m the only one who has the IQ of a drunken monkey. :|

 

I still can’t believe that no one believed that stuff about me discontinuing the blog.

 

Well, on the positive side, it means I have some really smart friends.

 

But, umm… if ‘opposites’ attract, then I guess that puts me in the ‘not quite the brightest star in the galaxy’ category. :(

 

Comments? Thoughts? Anyone? (Pleeeeez tell me what I want to hear :D )

 

P.S. Kaddu and Corinne, thanks for rubbing it in! HMPH!!

Adios Amigos

Ever since I started blogging, I think my personal life has taken a major hit. Or was it the other way round? Well, since I seem to have some kind of short-term memory loss (that manifests itself majorly during exam season) and am not in the habit of tattooing myself or sticking post-it notes all over my body, I don’t really remember.

 

However, I think I need to really get a life out there… groove to the beat, baby! Hence, after a lot of deliberation, I’ve decided to quit Bloggerville and devote more time to the ‘real’ world. It’s been great interacting with all you folks, and I think I’ll miss you.

 

Adios!