My Two Bosses

In a job, one always has a boss,
The boss is always a combination of sweet and sour sauce.
Since I am special, I have a pair of boss,
It’s an excellent combination of tomato and chilly sauce.
One is black, the other is white,
One is crazy, another is bright.
One drives scooter, other drives bike,
One opines for stability, other speaks for hike.
One talks Biology, other speaks computer,
To compare them, I don’t have a common parameter.
For all the dissimilarities, similarity is the cause,
Same as me, both of them have a pair of boss.
They are same as they both like to chat,
It’s a rare combination of fit and fat.
One is black as it is night,
One is moon as it is white.
Doing a job is just obey your boss,
To obey whom I always need to toss.
Tossing once is fine, but twice is a tedious job,
Better get back to work and be a part of the mob.

SPACEBAR

Keyboard these days happens to be our key to life and somehow the keys are already dictating different aspects of our life, like the function keys, pause, delete and I am personally waiting for action of the insert key or may be enter key ... of a new key in life. I seldom find time to check sensible things or maybe I have too much time for no-sense items. And this time it is keyboard and I was really flabbergasted today when I was cleaning it in detail and had a detailed view of the different keys. I found a lot of similarities with the life, it rather have keys for life. Like I have always thought of having a delete key in my mind to delete a few memories, bad or may be not good or not at all required. There are things in life which I always want to control but miss this control key. I always pray for life to shift to the next level. In my dreams I always use the pause key to pause the moment of my life. Then just coming back to reality I realise hitting one key too often and that key also appears to be the biggest key on the keyboard – SPACEBAR.
Even after lot of brain storming (what people do to take managerial decision, I do it often) I could not think of some intelligent reason (though the reason for it is different as I don’t have the intelligent key in me) for spacebar occupying so much of space on the keyboard.
The funniest reason I thought is as it is the only key which doesn’t have any mark on it so the maker compensated it by giving it extra space but still too much space for compensation.
By then the complete cleaning was done and enough time was given for search of logical reason of too much space for spacebar.
So finally I started thinking backwards... and pressed my illogical key...
And I hit it immediately ... it is a combination of two words. Space and Bar ... the same space which these days everyone cry for and my favourite bar ... I know I have been miss-read again but here bar is the level... the bar which we always strive to raise.
Now I am able to relate it more effectively why this key has the maximum space on the keyboard.
I know this space is getting costlier by everyday with rise in property prices and the space of universe if going out of reach as I look skywards. But the space is more critical when I refer to the space which is invisible; the space in relationships ... personal or professional ... though I have a different concern as I have very limited space at my workstation in office.
The space has so much of space in itself that sometimes it is difficult to manage it. The space is silent and speechless but yet it is very meaningful.
I feel we only need to manage and control the space between action and reaction to breathe ease in life. But so often we are out of our own space that we create ruckus in others’ space. Few like me are so much lost in our own space and are always caught unaware and then I head for a bar ... to raise the bar.
Immediate thought pops all the seven senses, bar has actually got different meanings ... I realised only after going to my favourite bar. I barred the thought of thinking about anyone behind the bars; I rather will offer him a chocolate bar and propose to raise his bar.
We are always in our space which is the biggest bar to understand other’s space and hence we all always find bars in between us.
We all live under pressure of one hidden bar which constantly pressurises us in our own space to increase our own bar, achieve it and increase again.
I myself just love the bar-tender who let me in my own peaceful space and forget my bar...
A small and peaceful Space and a healthy and tempting Bar that is all I need to live.

i dreamt

Once again I had a very long dream
But without her, it was cake without cream
She in my dreams means a lot to me
As nothing is visible other than thee
So many dreams in so many nights
Enlightened with romantic love lights
Don’t wake me up, it is love utopia
But cupid! Why it is a vague nausea
Still it is better than real time
She is mine, as accepting truth is lime
When this dream will come true
When my heart’s way will be through
But if it not happens, then I’ll dream
As cake is not in fortune, let it be cream