Open Tabs

Adding tabs throughout the day, closing some at night, 

I fail miserably in my mission, to keep the browser light.

With mails I have a system, I am at consistently Inbox Zero,

But for a similar Tab Zero, I would have to become a superhero. 

When I shut down each night, its with the option to restore tabs,

Yet when greeted by old tabs in morning, it just pricks and stabs. 

How I wish I could do spring cleaning, start new and afresh, 

- and I must admit I did that once or twice - to regret the decisions rash.

 

Not all tabs are created equal, some are of work and in Chrome,

Others are personal and in Mozilla, where my whims and fancies roam. 

By keeping two separate browsers, I avoid work-life seepage mess,

Which browser has more tabs open, is anyone's guess!   

Flitting between tabs and browsers, you may think I'm a lost cause, 

But I give my unwavering attention, to each tab on which I pause. 

Birds and Happiness

Cuckoo or crow doesn't matter, surround yourself with birds, 

Experience bliss and happiness, that is beyond money or words. 

So says a new science study, and I count my blessings twice,

Each morning and each evening, as I place in the bowl some rice. 

There are countless species around me, and I'm happy as a lark,

There are even some Siberian cranes, who flew over oceans dark.

Why do they keep returning, each year is a mystery deep,

How do they know I'll be there, and why do they take the leap?

 

For I'm whimsical and capricious, mesmerized by the birds afar,

Pining for what is out of bounds, and for grapes that are sour.

I dream one day of being with the bird, face to face in the foreign land,

Invite her to an all-you-can-eat, and finally, at last, my hunger will end.

You left the shore, eons ago, or so it feels to me,

Sans you, what joy, what bliss to boot- let dozen species be!