Poor Souls
i dont know where to start , i dont know where it will end , how it will end, but i know only one thing.
it wont be any like any previous cases..i bet on it...
Growing up in old building in lanes of 300 years, where the "chalta hai" was there everynoke and corner.
my soul flourished,those mischeivious days of my childhood still lingers in my eyes,causing so much
anxiety and being loved by everyone out their makes me so nostalgic today.
Life was never so rude and bad for me, the strange feelings where you confront the present situations and to your aim..
Life was never so damn bad, until i came to this project , where i was deserted out of my soul,where i found deserted
souls ripped by the thirsty devils to mean,jealous who donot have a pinch of humanity carving for more mortal souls..
The souls are regenevated,the souls came from the ashes like pheonix ready to rip off the thirsty soul sucking devils
still more and more souls are to aroused mine among them, my soul so got strangled in web of uncontrolable conditions
and so much more to achive still makes me mind with aghast,
so many souls wondering in lanes where supreme souls of power visited,languising under eyes of thirsty soul sucking devils
ready to punish with atmost severity , where you dont know why you are punished and for what crime you have commited
souls who resist to be ripped off rebel with defiance gearing for take off for life..
These devils in disguise make a present face which makes so attractive to somany virgin souls get in to deception of
grand gimmicks of some
These devils in disguise make a dulset visage which makes so attractive to somany virgin souls get in to deception of
grand gimmicks of some morally correct higher management.......on joining,the poor souls get bewildered by the vast empire with it's imposing structures and the strange thing is the poor souls burnt mid-night oil to trying to outperform themselves and others, where they dont know that their destiny is rewritten by some one else who dont even care to spend a single minute ...poor souls they dont know that their hardwork will be gone in vain.
After much hardwork, they are pushed to some tests,where the question setter doesn't even know the correct answer,
poor souls who are unaware of this basic truth, try to outperform themselves..........
they come to know that hardwork hardly pays in this world.....but still they dont realise this .
then comes,poor souls are rendered out for few days in open air to relenquish happiness before diving deep in to abyss of
torcher .Poor souls try to immerse themselves ,imagining that there vast of things to be learnt.trying to do what nobody has
done before..
Long time has passed ,then the realise that there is nothing there to be learnt...all crap,
Then surfaces the ambition of going faroff ,poor souls who thought they would leaving india within 1 year,were
kept alive their hopes with their friends going faroff ,diving in dollars.poor souls try even further to perform
to make their ambition of going faroff to make reality as quick as possible.
Then comes the hardest truth that shatter them and their dreams..................
Some senior soul comes from nowhere and takes right from you. u will be just cry in aghast
consolation comes from senior souls that your pass was delayed on unholy souls in far off country.
Driven in to deep unfathomable cavity of agony ,months of hardwork ,perseverence all swept by by some one right in front of you, the pain that you couldn't do any thing ,just sat there with anguish ripping your soul and mind.Your silence is always interpreted wrongly by other souls as silent yes to things and you have accepted the inevitable truth...........
He thinks that he is the only one with this pain,poor soul doesnt know that this is the defacto truth of this industry , these poor souls exist in every small project and dont know that there is another poor soul right next to his cell.Poor soul never saw that world can so cruel and churlish , Out of desperation, he goes to internet cafe center and then remembers that its been long time he had been to net-cafe, he opens his resume and monster.com for the first time in months,poor soul flashed with zillions of offers,but none could offer the work
which he mastered with so much zeal and energy .Poor soul even forgot what to write his resume,frustrated and disgusted and thought of injustice herecieved made him insane and just laid on bed thinking of his old coz days ...those wonderful days....................
Monday morning,Same routine continues but with a difference the soul who outraced and went to far-off country..his space empty. feeling abashed he gets mingled in to his mundane work,unable to digest the things, thinking next time,he wont be missing, For these poor souls,only one thing is on their side ,Time,it's their true friend,mending the wounds that refuse to go..
Some poor souls defiance these acts and try look for greener pastures, and try to move on with the life...but the poor soul sitting and doing work,which deserves much more than he getting, the not the justice he has got.So devil souls try to compensate this with work,they give so called high level work,which poor soul gracefully agreesto do,the strange irony, that after poor soul accepted it, he hardly goes to home,he spend more time in with that idiot boxthan the whole souls of that project do......managing deadlines,doing the work of 2 people in half the time takes toll on him,missing parents,friends, the poor soul get in to more reclusive mode, and finnallly delivers on time for sake of peanuts.he doesn't understood that the hours he spent if he could spent in pizzhut.,he would have got more pay .Days passed by,months passed by , the soul out there faroff country couldn't find time to reach out to the poor soul out here. After much anticipation, the poor soul drained out of energy started to become cadeverous....
Then a small glitter of hope that the poor soul , not that far off soul is coming back ,
poor soul is getting married,so finally poor soul thought that he would be going to far-off Finally he did got pass to go to faroff,he rushes to tell to his parents he has going to far-off. but the poor soul ,it seems that bad luck will always accompany him,he comes to know that the far off work is only for few months and then there wont be any far off .......
Then he comes to realise the more u suck ur manager, the more quickly u get to go far-off
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