Ode to SIFT  (STEP IN FOR TORTURE)
   
   I was 21,  and I was having fun,
   Life was on, till the end of B.Com.
   It was that day when I lost my way
   Successful I wanted to be, and I entered SIFT,
   STEP IN FOR TORTURE.
 
   I wished to live a 100 years,
   But there my failure, here my tears.
   Before grievance had found a vent,
   My backlogs had caused my end.
   STEP IN FOR TORTURE
 
   Bury me deep, four feet deep,
   So that I can sleep,
   Put my backlogs on my head,
   And tell Mr. Chopra, that’s why I’m dead.
   STEP IN FOR TORTURE
 
   In the mill of presentations,
   My head got crushed,
   My energy got flushed……………..
 
   Hola! Adios! Que Tal?
   Spanish makes me muy mal!
   Oh! Mrs. Maria please do know
   Espanol adds to my woe.
   STEP IN FOR TORTURE
 
   EVA, Leverage and Corporate Tax
   Oh! This burden on my back
   Finance! Not my Knack!
   Oh! Mr. Limaye please relax!
   STEP IN FOR TORTURE
 
   Windows, Explore andd Mouse
   My joy do they cloud
   ERP, E-Com, Y2K
   Here I go Mr. Gupte.
   STEP IN FOR TORTURE
 
   Now I’m dead,
   And on my tomb a not so true
   Leaves the SIFTians , so sad, so blue
   “Here lies the incredible man
   Who had so lovely plans
   Who’s efforts without fault
   Yet the result not worth the salt,
   Who left for heavenly abode so soon
   For SIFT have given him
   An academic doom.
  STEP IN FOR TORTURE