Monday, August 25, 2008

Returning Home at Night -An interesting poem.

Now I am half way to being
a hundred, but when will I
have some time for myself?
in the morning, I leave the house by candle light, returning
home when the evening drum sounds; not
that my wine jar is
empty, or that I have
no mountain view over my wall,
but just that I have no time
to enjoy these things ; day after day,
coming home so tired, I fall right into my bed;
will there ever be any happiness
I can call my own?



Though more than 1000 years passed since this creation, even today it holds good. Today’s Software people go early to workspot and come late in the evening. Most of them don’t see the sunrise as well as the sunset.
When will they have the time to enjoy rather relax?

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