A LIFE AT INTERNSHIP......

my story is a normal story.....
but i want to tell it.....

the hot sun in the morn...i wake up
dreams left behind in the sleep..i wake up
heart says...its only eight...
but i had slept so late
mind says...gotta go for work
heart says...why not one hour more...
mind says...u slept so late..
but movie was ..so..to taste...
the hot sun in the morn..i buckle up...

ah!! the work ..its easy...no....
yeah its easy from ur point of view...
not much to do...u know..
but so much to listen...u know...
not much to sit..u know..
but so much to stand...u know..
time tries to fly...wat to do...
the lab's monotonous ambience stops it ..so
its lunch time...m happy so..
the hot sun in the afternoon...i labour up..

the food..well...well....well..
i loved it so much...not any more...
agreed...better than my hostel...
but u see..its my vacation..i want more...
i love the next one hour...
passing from two..to ..three
i again become a free..bee..
cozying up in my iron bed..
with my friend "sleep" knocking my head..
i try to surf the net..but to no effect..
i sleep..i sleep...i sleep....
woken up startled by the alarm at three..
its no time to be care free...
back to the lab without a glee....
the hot sun of madras...i hate thee...

the lab has no new surprises...
no new noises....
i settle down in my chair...
the ac feels so nice..and cheese..
the prof becomes my villain of peace..
sorry sir!!! i stand to do my work..
i never again will shirk...
i am not lazy...u know..
but i do things a li'l crazy ..u know...
the early stipend seemed so..nice
now..m realising ..the... price..
the hot sun of madras...its full of vice..

time stands...at five..
i begin to come alive..
eyes on the watch ..all the while..
under the strict alert eyes of prof..
i try to maintain my vigil..
the longest hour is on the anvil..
painfully the clock ticks..
sorrowfully the heart weeps..
its six at last...
i breathe...so fast..
its evening madras...
the hot sun..takes a break at last...

time to tango at the cafeteria..
with noodles...n coffee...
i am finally..care free...
back to the hostel room...
on my iron bed..i feel lonely...
the friends and people ..i love..
so far away..so distant..
i dont forget any instant..
alas!! the memories are only left...
god!! when i will meet them..
but thanks..to the internet and the lan..
i become a very busy man...
the humid madras...i loathe u...

thank you!! orkut and gmail for ur support..
i developed with u..quite a ..rapport..
thank u!! lan for ur movies and songs..
without you...i would have become ..king kong..
the time really flies ..u know..
for the first time..i want it to stop..
but to no avail...n its dinner ...
the night time of madras..its beautiful..

i come back..oh no!!! its 9.30 hrs..
net and lan disconnects ..in 2.30 hrs...
oh!poor me!! quickly i chat with friends..
surf the net.. and load the movies...
its about twelve...net disconnects..
and with it...i ..too...
i start a movie...
mind says..u should sleep...
heart says....its only twelve..
mind says...gotta wake up early..
heart says...for wat the hell..is the alarm??
the movie...i like it...its 2.30 hrs..
time to sleep...my friends...

its always nice talking to u....good night..see u in the morning...!!!