Manual Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

Manual

So many options
so many avenues -
not a single is for me!
Is it my luck?
Or it is the design?

As I complete the degree,
its value goes down in the market.
I am advised to go for interdisciplinary course.
When I near completion,
interdisciplinary becomes multidisciplinary.

From a distance, all signals appear green.
They become red as I draw near.
They remain so as long as I stand there.
Are the signals so designed?
Do you have any manual to decode the signals?

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