Homecoming

20 yrs have elapsed, since I left the org, 

Colleagues have spread wide, from Timbuktu to Luxembourg.  

Memories are still fresh, of my encounter with that first job,

It holds a special place in my heart, that no one has managed to rob.

 

11th hour productions, to Adi's whiteboard, 

Having fun at the workplace, that was clean and overboard. 

Junk was the place where, me and my ilk used to hangout, 

having philosophical discussions, or pulling legs - difficult to make out.

Different Activity Groups, I was the champion of ReachOut,

The groups may have dispersed, but the missions they still carry out.

To me the high-point, was the culture, the ideas exchange, 

I hardly remember the TES work- the signal's clearly beyond my range. 

HSS will be remembered dearly, for the people who were its part, 

Joining the WA group feels like homecoming- this time never to depart.