You Really Enjoy It, Don’t You?

Poem about all the things that my boss enjoys. Here is the content: You really enjoy it, don’t you? Keeping your employees on tenterhooks Day in and day out Loading them with so much work That it’s a wonder no one has collapsed Out of sheer stress and fatigue Finding faults where there are none…Read more You Really Enjoy It, Don’t You?

What Work Depression Looks Like

Poem I wrote when work pressure became too hot to handle; driving me to the verge of a nervous breakdown. Here is the content: You know you are doomed When the pile of work before you Keeps growing taller and taller Despite your best efforts To cut it down to size As the old cliché…Read more What Work Depression Looks Like

Getting Sucked Into The Whirlpool Of Recruitment

Warning: This poem contains dark themes and references to death and depression. Here is the content: Recruitment is like a whirlpool Once you enter it You have effectively sealed yourself For there is no escape route On the other hand You keep getting sucked inside Deeper and deeper Until you are left with no choice…Read more Getting Sucked Into The Whirlpool Of Recruitment

Seeking Appreciation For My Hard Work

Yet another poem dedicated to my boss, for whom I’ve been working for 5+ years. Here is the content: I have been working for you For a long, long time And I’ve been working really hard In fact, there have been times When I have worked on weekends And there’ve also been times When I’ve…Read more Seeking Appreciation For My Hard Work

A Boss Who Is Impossible To Satisfy

I am working on five mandates Three of which pose as much of a challenge As chasing 350 in 50 overs does The other two may not seem difficult But nevertheless, require a significant amount of time However, I am doing my best To share resumes for each mandate And schedule interviews as well It…Read more A Boss Who Is Impossible To Satisfy

Bad Days Are Part And Parcel Of Life

This is a poem about a bad day (one out of many!) I had in Recruitment. Here goes the content: Bad days are part and parcel of life They can happen to anyone in the world And you never know when Yesterday was one such day For hours and hours I searched and searched For…Read more Bad Days Are Part And Parcel Of Life

Search, Find, Talk, Repeat

This is a poem about the difficulties one faces in Recruitment for Investment Banking roles. Here is the content: Search, find, talk, repeat This is what Recruitment is all about, isn’t it? You couldn’t have been more wrong Especially when considering the world of Investment Banking It is a very small world You speak to…Read more Search, Find, Talk, Repeat

A Day Where Nothing Has Gone Right

Every day need not be good As we all know There is no rose without a thorn So, if you want good days You have to take in the bad days as well However, today is an exception That has proved the rule So far, nothing has gone right Everything I have touched Has turned…Read more A Day Where Nothing Has Gone Right

How Low Can You Sink?

Poem dedicated to the owners of the organisation where my best friend worked till yesterday; they treated her like a slave and didn’t pay her the salary for most of the time that she worked. They even made her exit painful and denied her the full and final settlement. Here’s the content: How low can…Read more How Low Can You Sink?

Project Blues

Poem dedicated to my struggles with one of the biggest projects of my life. Here is the content: Work, work, work That’s all I do these days No time to relax No time to unwind No time to watch TV No time to read books No time to play games No time to exercise And…Read more Project Blues