sweet-poo

The caption says me to write something bouncy abt my approaching opportunity. But Persistent (my last employer) $ specially my so called “Born Loser Team” making me a bit senti.at this time. U know my manager always asked me that whether I cried or not for parting my first company ;;) doono why he wanted to know this maybe he thought that im very senti girl or anything like that. Well the very first day I got a laptop with no work to. They told me that I can start browsing. so on that sleepy day some words cam to my mind and I thought of collecting then together..here are those words….

“Time comes and goes like the wind blows..

 But the word frdship always grows n grows…

Nothing gonna stopped when u r not there

But I will say….

Things got changed if u r not there….

Change is the thing that we r forced to accept.. ]

But memories are the one which will never escape

Hard r those days when u leave something behind..

Opportunity is the King which makes u fell fine.

 “Go n catch that opportunity” is wat everyone says u..

Ohh God, plz tell them how hard its for ppl like mine

But in order to keep the boll rolling..

I’ll endup my poem by just saying...

 “Parivartan hi sansaar ka niyam hai”

 Our team was the famous team in our small organization if im not wrong. I can describe it as -> Hamari team me JAAN thi…Now don’t ask me wat is this JAAN?? don’t u remembered that Birla’s add “Is cement mein JAAN hai”. We eat together, fight together, danced together, teased each other n laugh together. How can I forget when I used to dance with my team with a feeling like the whole world is mine…I cann’t forget the day when I was crying a lot and its dev and kk who made me comfortable and within few minutes im laughing coz of dev’s stupidy and innocence. But the time had played his card soon and it is gone :|. We all r separated now. I hope our paths will cross again n we will meet as a winners team now.