I start my day by sitting on a chair, Giving my monitor a hard, cold stare. By evening I’m done with another coding, Oh! This has become a routine so boring.
Like all, I entered this field with many a hope, Jobs were aplenty and there was no dearth of scope. Dreams were big - Of joining the likes of Gates, And a chance to make good money in the States.
Thus, I entered the world of bytes, Only to realize that reality bites. ‘Coz a programmer’s life isn’t all that cosy, The bed of software isn’t all that rosy.
Seeing the monitor all day & night, Have taken the power off my eyesight. Late to bed & late to rise, Has made me wealthy, but not healthy & wise.
Working holidays, busy weekends, No time for family, no time for friends. My job steals most of my time, Helplessly, I’m a part of this crime.
Just for a few bits of money, I forego those moments with my Honey. When I should be out – having fun, I’m telling a Comp. – what is to be done.
I hate you, yet I can’t get away, ‘Coz I need the money you pay. God, to thee I pray, If there be one – show me the way.
When God didn’t bother to reply, I realized what it tends to imply. I chose my own path, sans the logic, Of planning, tracking & weaving some ‘magic’,
Manager’s chair was always alluring, But now I know, it’s equally boring. Do what may to evade the pain, Somehow, the fuss doesn’t seem to wane!!!
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Its awesome.. I guess anyone in IT can relate to this :)
Well Done!!!