Tag: work pressure

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • A Confession To My Family

    I am truly sorry And I say this From the bottom of my heart What I did was unacceptable And I’m not making any excuses I ask only one thing from you That you hear me out fully You may be tired of hearing this But it is the cold reality That my brain is…

  • How Dare You Do This To Her?

    This is yet another poem dedicated to the MD of the company where my best friend works; yesterday she humiliated my friend in a harrowing three hour meeting in front of other team leaders, by telling her that she is not capable of being a lead. Apart from this atrocity, the company has a horrendous…