Confessions of an unemployed!

It galls me
that I am one of those 10.7%
of India’s employable population
who celebrate a holiday
day after day.

It appalls me.
That only after being indoors
Did I smarten up my life
From a narrow to a broad way
And my fears did allay
Dwindled away.

It enthralls me
when at times I think
There is a journey to begin.
Where I will keep high my chin
A voice comes from within
A man who has no office to go
Is not always wearing away

The hardest work in the world
is being out of work
And to have the pluck
To wait for your luck
Hints to the success that lay.

All, it’s me
I am not listless,
I ain’t no dumb,
Coz it crawls in me,
The desire to dream,
So I won’t decay.

I started so I’ll finish,
Before I perish
I do promise
I will thank this period of lull
Where the sun is not shining
yet still I make hay.

Years later,
when I reach the summit,
I will reminisce these days
And proudly say
"Can I have an action replay?"

And it controls me!