May be this not related to Telusa. But have a break!
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Reply-To: Sanjeeva_Patro@mecon-hq.ccmail.compuserve.com
Subject: Peace...
(The original poem & The Software Engineer's Version)
The original poem
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I travelled across the seas,
over the mountains, all in
search of truth, in search of peace...
I wandered through the plains
and the rivers all seasons,
all for that intangible...
I submitted my 'self' to many
an Ashram, many a Rishi,
all for that invisible...
I visited Madhushala all nights
to taste that moment's peace,
that elluded me all my life...
Then, on a rainy morning,
spring came to me as Saranya
to give 'life' to my barren life!
One evening, I held her up and
asked, "Hey you girl, tell me -
Where do I get peace!"
With that marvellous smile of
an angel, she placed her
tender fingers over her heart
and said there it is...
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The software engineer's version:
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I jumped jobs,
across towns, across countries, all in
search of technology,in search of money, in search of peace...
I wandered through rdbms, OOPs,
gui and networking,
all for that intangible...
I submitted myself to many a course,
many a guru,
all for that invisible...
I worked all nights,
spent hours staying back,
to taste at least a moment's peace,
that elluded me all my professional life...
Then, on a power-out morning,
spring came to me as Sarayana
to give 'life' to my barren life!
One evening, I called her up and
asked, "Hey consultant, tell me -
Where do I get peace!"
With that marvellous smile of a
proffessional she placed her tender
fingers on the U.S map and said:
"Indians think there it is !!"
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