Valentine Day

Some on the prowl, some on the chase,

Some feel lonely, on Valentine's days.

Each day of the week, mocks them afresh, 

As they put aside undelivered, flowers fresh.

Hug day comes, and ends without a caress,

On the rose day the color, would be yellow who would guess?

The kiss day ends, with a flying kiss from afar,

To cuddle with your teddy, on a day seems bizarre.

Promise day and Propose day, make you finally commit,

Even before you are ready, your destiny is writ. 

Chocolate day melts, leaving behind a dark taste,

Trying to catch her eye, the whole week has gone waste.

You may say that Valentine's day, is just a harmless fad,

But to the one whose love is unrequited, its a bit too sad.

Hiring

Resume shortlisted, interview done,

Moving to next stage - in fate of some. 

Rest asked to go home - sharpen their skills,

Apply again next year - go through the drills. 

 

Interview cleared, negotiations done, 

Final offer and joining - in fate of some.

Rest try to steal a deal, at the firm they work,

By the virtue of offer letter, get a raise and smirk.

Change in business, freezing done,

To be put on hold - in fate of some.

Rest get impatient - move to other jobs,

Others hope against hope - end up with sobs.

Hiring is hellish for who seeks the job, and for the people on the other end too,

Rejecting someone, or putting on hold, slowly hollows and eats up you.

Stressed

I'm stressed, and I know it, and that's not a good thing, 

Too busy to care for self, can't straightforwardly think.

My philosophy and aim, was to live a balanced life,

But I'm stuck with a life, in which troubles are rife.

I was earlier stressed too, but then ignorance was bliss,

I couldn't focus well, but that part I didn't quite miss.

It might have affected my health, and brought down my immunity,

But I never thought I was any different- stressed like all in the community.

Then there are those who think they are stressed, but life is going smoothly,

The only trouble a meeting with the boss, that too weekly or monthly.

Rest of the time the stress they have, is of not having high productivity,

Too much free time at their hand, stressed by life's apparent simplicity.

I love the adrenaline rush of stress, and how it raises the bar for me,

But now that I'm aware of how bad it is, I can't but it as an evil see. 

 

The Counseling Session

Flurry of meetings lined up, taking charge in some,

Conceding ground in others, feeling somewhat lonesome.

The counselor was insisting, for an appointment to book,

Not possible this Saturday, I'm too busy, pray look.

 

I brush off the fleeting thought, that I need some rest, 

Focused squarely on the fact, how I can deliver my best.

The counselor had suggested, that you can cut some slack,

And gently inquired, whether for next session I'll be back? 

When we shared that space, I felt understood and heard,

Felt different from the pack, no longer part of the herd.

The counselor requested at end, to fill a feedback form, 

Should I hurriedly give a rating, I was somewhat torn?

The best part of the session -  I could carve some time for me,

Park my issues for a moment, and just relax and be!

Why I'll koo?

On the one hand is a platform, that's evolving- not yet stable,

Whose only claim to fame, as of now, is the Made in India label. 

On the other hand is a platform, going easy on attempts to secession,

To tweet or to koo in such a scenario, is a million dollar question. 

I'm hardly an 'influencer', not a verified account holder,

Blue tick or one that's saffron, I'll likely be bystander.

My audience has been limited, mostly those who love psychology,

Largely international in its composition, not bounded by geology.

 

To tweet is good, but to koo is better,

in case you make a typo, you can edit it later.

Inbuilt voice message, and to top it video too,

A community that is welcoming, too good to be true.

 

I'm willing to lose my audience, and move to a new platform,

In Twitter I found my original voice, on Koo I'm willing to be part of the swarm.

 

Castles

I'll hold you one day, will make you mine,

We'll live happily after - my heart does pine.

No fights, no troubles, like lions living in the lair,

I keep dreaming about it - building castles in the air.

 

We tied the knot together, and now we live in fear,

Some quake will turn it upside down- the world we hold dear.

Each quivering feels like a tremor, a hurricane each small wave,

Built makeshift on the sandy beach, this little castle can we save?

 

I've got tired of the game, and around me built a wall,

Searching for a refuge, on a mountain that's tall,

Attacking the other, locked in a meaningless fight,

Retreating to my stone castle, at the slightest slight. 

Whether of air or stone, these castles kept me jailed,

 I'm finally free now, that out of my life you bailed.

The Startup Journey

I started with a vision, that haunts me still,

The time was opportune, so I went for the kill,

I'm investing so heavily, I've but all run dry,

With so many looking up, I can't even cry.

I started with a team, that I assembled with care,

Helped each other when needed, life was fun and fair.

Now extracting every ounce, that's worth its weight,

Have to keep the flock together, and avoid restructuring fate.

I started with a task, that gave me meaning and pride,

Making progress each day, working was a joyride.

Giving it all I have, I'm now exhausted to the brink,

Burnt out, not knowing, what the future will bring.

Owner, manager, employee, the startup journey is no cake walk,

You are bleeding resources by the day, and time is running by the clock.