Here I am and this is me... Theres no place else ,where I could go.. I get up every morning and theres a lot to work about.. As I prepareth for thy exam I wonder is there an end.. Or was there even a beginning....
For when I was 4,there was a morning too,and then there was I, The books were not this big, for they were young and hath color even, There was then too a lot to work about For it was a test about the english alphabet, where A was not for any Applied economics...it was only about A for an apple... B was no business environment..it was simply B for a ball..
That was the time, I strutted onto my house door with a bottle around my neck.. For till date i strut along,though the bottle has been replaced by my tie.. My shorts have grown into trousers..My wrinkles have turned just about young... Tom and jerry are playing hide and seek in todays economic times In the form of president bush and lehman brothers...
As i entered my lift, my tiny hands just about reached the ground floor, Today though,going to the 9 floor aint tough,,but then all i need are the tiny hands, For nothings changed, I still got to go down, I remember then when i jumped onto my conductors lap, With my shirt half tucked in,its different now with full buttonned sleeves, I reached school much to the delight of my many friends and freundins, For all were just about singing humpty dumpty had a great fall, Right above from the "Wall" street above where our very own sensex tanked today by a few hundred points...
With a happy grin as I took to my class..my teacher gave me the question paper..and there it was about an E for eye.. But today its just not about the e that meets more than just an eye..For B is for Bond..and yeaa then also you could not copy... Hungry ,bored and irritated that I was I still took my colored pencils..And phew that small test was from 10 to 10:15..Its no different today from 3 to 6...
But as i pen it down I wonder what shall be of this test in the future.. As I shall jump into my car and reach my office..with my coat neatly pressed, There shall be a file and a time to submit the quarterly report.. For I shall not be alone with my colleagues all submitting their reports.. For I wonder shall there be an end to this...
Then One fine day its the time to get up again... I shall be at the door againWith a bottle around my neck and yes I am going back to school, For I wonder then,that I shall have my beautiful daughter in my hand... her pony nicely tucked by..Shall take her to the school..and in the car as she recites her A for an apple... I reallly wonder was that an end or just about the same beginning.. which shall continue for years and years to come... So here I am ,and this me For theres no place else where I could go. For as they say theres no beginning so there is no end...
:) swweeettttt it is.
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