Classroom Musings VIII

I wrote this one during the final placement times here when some of my closest pals were fighting it out for their dream job. This time is the toughest for a B - school student when invariably you start doubting your own capabilities and touch the lowest troughs in your self-beleif and confidence levels. The worst part is that you cannot console themselves truly, because at the bottom of your heart you also don't have any clue how you would have reacted to such phases in your life.

Sitting at the edge,

on the cliff of hope.

I've seen the sun,

hanging to a bit of luck.

All it needs is a slack,

so tight is the rope.

All it needs is some luck,

to gather that hope.