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,
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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.
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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.
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FOR TORTURE
EVA,
Leverage and Corporate Tax
Oh!
This burden on my back
Finance! Not my Knack!
Oh! Mr.
Limaye please relax!
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FOR TORTURE
Windows, Explore andd Mouse
My joy
do they cloud
ERP,
E-Com, Y2K
Here I
go Mr. Gupte.
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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
