Hello Friends,

It is after a long time that I am writing a Diary Post. This one is yet another poem that I wrote when I was waiting for an interview in an MNC office in Pune. As usual the interview takes a lot of time and effort. So just to utilize the free time I decided to jot down some lines and here is that short poem.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE read the poem and let me know how is it by dropping a comment.

Thank you.

        CHANGING THE CHAIR……
Nicely dressed, nicely prepared, nicely groomed,
All the candidates sit in the interview room.
 
False are the smiles on the faces tense,
Guessing are they as what will happen hence.
 
Reluctant are the talks, reluctant the chats,
Strange are the behaviors, with different (2) acts.
 
Sitting on a chair, the heart flies,
Weaving a life of heavenly rise.
 
You are sure that you are the best,
And the receptionist calls that you are the next.
 
Finally the questions and answers arise,
And, you realize that nothing comes without a price.
 
Holding the nerve, one clears the rounds,
And a life of high status feels so sound.
 
Different people and different is the environment,
Changing is the attitude and increasing is the self content.
 
Many are the interviews and many are the days,
Life comes to you in a many different ways.
 
Following the responsibility, you keep making hay,
For every day u keep making your way.
 
Accepting the challenge, that you bear,
           YOU !  Just keep changing the chair……. 
                                                
                                                                 Dinesh P Acharya 
                                                                      11/04/2006