Me and Ocimum

I was wondering what does those leaves mean

As I slowly wipe my sweaty face to feel clean

Feel my heart beat as I wait in Ocimum's reception

My fingers crossed, I pray for my career's inception

The good looking HR put me into a small room

I desperately wait for my interview to resume

Enter a smart young man, the project manager

Problems he gave, but nothing I could infer

The ordeal continues for about an half an hour

Thought, that would be the last meeting of ours

Dejected, I moved around in a shopping mall

Never expecting that I'll finally get the call

Meeting new colleagues on the first day was fun

Met the most silent one and the most talkative one

The sight of my new desk made me ecstasic

I felt the work would be exciting and not prosaic

But I was down with malaria the very first week

Spent a restless seven-days in a nearby clinic

I joined again and I got a hearty welcome

I felt I have found a home away from home

I began my work with a freash new zeal

I became a part of Ocimum, I could feel.

Unique and warm is its TRADITION

Me and Ocimum, I found a new apposition

With coffee and cigarettes nights went by

I worked harder and my eyes weny dry

I got fast recognition and I got new position

But mind changed and I looked for new proposition

Now time has come to go ahead and unwind

But it's not that easy to leave things behind

Specially when it's the story of me and Ocimum

The more I think, the more my heart goes numb

Time has come to take the toughest decision

And I know I'll go through this bitter transition

All I can do is to wish Ocimum all the very best

Hope success continues and it reaches the crest

A few weird questions

What is it that I am breathing

Air, or the frustration that's seething

What is it that I take pride in

Honesty, or the carefully forgotten sin

What is it that I want in life

Money, fame, luxury or is it a good wife

What is it that I am writing about

A poetry, or feelings that got wiped out
What is it that binds two souls

Love, compromise, religion or thick payrolls

what is it that builds a home

Children, abuse, divorce or psychic syndrome

What is it that no one knows

Future prospect or when death narrows
What is it that people talk about

Love, entertainment, sex, or political walkout

What is it that got into my mind

Cynicism, Mysticism or both entwined

What is it that I can not mend

My past, my future or is it "the moment"