My Life: A Comical Commerce Caper Poem by Pushp Sirohi

I started with numbers, pure commerce delight,
Bachelor, then Master—still sleepless at night.
"More degrees! " I said, with scholarly glee,
So I bagged a PG diploma—because why not three?

Then ICICI called—suits, files, and flair,
Till IBM wooed me with ergonomic chairs.
Now 15 years strong in a place so clever,
Serving folks who "make the world work better."

EY came by with spreadsheets galore,
Then Kyndryl knocked—'Hey, we've got more! '
And Google? Oh yes, I danced in their cloud,
(My inbox now needs a personal shroud.)

Along came Param, a bundle of cheer,
He's six now—how'd that happen so near?
He rules my world with toys and sass,
While I Zoom away, a working-class class.

In 2011, I lost my guide—my dad,
A silence deep, both heavy and sad.
But I walk ahead with his voice in my head,
Smiling at chaos, Excel sheets, and bread.

So here I am, still writing my song,
Balancing life while Excel drags along.
From commerce to cloud, it's been quite the ride—
And trust me, there's still more degrees I might hide!