My heart is Asking….
My heart is asking,o brother! Where r u going?
Just see near, there appears your Grave.
Nor I mange practicality, nor I attend any festival,
It may be a Holi or Diwali, I celebrate all in Office.
It is all right, but the peak comes when,
I get the invitation of marriage, I can reach at baby-shower.
There is a salary of 5 figures, but not a penny to spend for myself?
Have to discontinue phone-call of dear wife, but no guts to cut the phone's of boss?
Phone-book is loaded with friends-relatives, but no way to go to their houses?
Now house-hold festivals are celebrated with medical leave.
None knows where this road goes?
Everybody is tired, but go on walking.
Some sees Chairs, some sees Money.
Tell me my Friends, Is this a true life?
--Employee's poem
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