As I open the page again…

During those darned times when I was hovering over pages expecting results from b schools...

Running on this tread mill,treading over and over again,

gasping,short of breath,but smiling,like a loony,insane.

A step leads to another,but I love it,this is my game,

however,its not without expectations that I am running today,facing the pain.

It has been on for so long,this fight to prove that I am okay,alright,

in some words,to succeed,in some to make up for time,opportunities,lost from sight.

The power goes poof,and the standstill suddenly ushers,runs,and pushes me out,

the tread mill stops , and violently I am thrown off,TIME UP,it shouts.

I am up on my feet,still able to feel them moving,trying to fill that already occupied space,

and I realize,this is where I stop,and forced to do nothing,but wait,click and lose myself in cyberspace.

With each announcement,and each mail,with each message, and every forum trail,

Spirits soar to a new Crescendo,fail,fall then to a diminuendo,as the result says,Sorry,but you have failed.

Hyperlinks entice me,lure me into another click,though that link is discolored,and result probably against me decided,

Those internecine emotions churn up,make me a slave,and smile at me as I fretted,but abided.

What is it going to be this time,smile or despair,exaltation or circumstantial genuflection?

answer to the question is too big to be waited upon,no it does not deserve inaction

As I open the page again…
As I open the page again….