Tuesday, September 19, 2006

A poetic take on 2 yrs of MBA

DAYS OF OUR LIVES

T’was our first foray into the real world
Nothing was ever going to be like the old
Life’s cruel, party’s over we were told
We’d all have had to change to fit the mould

The initial days went as we had heard
“Am I ever going to like this” one often wondered
“will I never make a close friend” another feared
Nothing truly was like how it appeared

Sitting here today looking back at those days
I look at all of us stuck in a maze
Slogging and slogging to master the phase
But come what may always putting up a brave face.

As days flew by the mist started to clear
Slowly but surely everybody moved up a gear
Some started to move away while some came near
Thus, we all learned to co-exist as interdependent peers

Twas always an eternal race against time
Not just what and when but how, too was prime
All felt troubled at times for no reason or rhyme
But we lived on dreaming about the future dimes

Life has moved on for each and everyone of us today
Newer experiences and people have entered the fray
But one thought should for sure always stay
No matter where we reach and what we say,

The days of our lives absolutely shone
In the two years that our skills and traits were honed
No matter which role our future makes us adorn
All of us will forever hold fond memories of the days long gone.

3 comments:

Anand Nair said...

hey arun, very good thoughts....and an even better way to present them....its not about getting impressed...it was about getting influenced.....aapke charan kahaa hai....!!!!!!!!

archana ramachandran said...

hi,
if i was given a chance,i wud hv named it a poetic take on 3yrs of mbbs!!..i think each student,watever course he may be in, will feel the same..!..in my case the first few paras apply..but the mist is yet to clear..!!..
thots..we all have them..it costs talent to xpress them..nd u have it in u..make more entries..so that we the readers can see our own thots in writing...

Neha G said...

Thats a nice one !!!!!!!!!!!