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IT unfolded - through my eyes.

Fresh out of the college,
Having very little worldly knowledge,
With full of rage,
To cover the so called success mileage;
You are into the world of IT,
Not knowing that you are trapped; you party!

In the beginning, at IT, not knowing what to do,
You look out for role models few,
Many suggest not to try, already they doing the needed supply,
It does not signify, do not buy; you better just retry
Keep your wings open, so that you can learn to fly,
Else you will regret and later cry.

As you spend a few years, at IT, you get used to the rhythm,
Not knowing how to come out of the realm,
Until one-day you find a manager who listens with all calm,
Then you are put into several trials,
Without second thoughts, you jump in and get things working with necessary fuels,
That invites redials and renewals.

Now well experienced, at IT, you know the in-out of the system,
Most of them follow 'tit for tat' custom,
You know you are part of a rat-race full of tantrums,
Listen buddy! Not losing on 'your value system'  is wisdom,
If not, you have not only lost your freedom,
But also damage on your personality outcome.


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