About Blank

Mr. Blank got in the car,
He hummed his favourite songs on the way,
His spirits were high and he laughed a lot,
He had no idea how long would be the day.

Mr. Blank worked there for 7 years.
He was considered a Star.
A lot of appreciation and a fat pay package;
The promotion- not so far.

Mr. Blank entered the premises
And started to work with his habitual zeal.
As always he skipped breakfast;
He preferred a quick meal.

Mr. Blank’s work was his passion.
He had given his best all the time.
His wife had finally left him a year back.
She had felt he didn’t love her; that he did not give a dime.

Mr. Blank thus was a lonely man
Who dedicated his life to his work.
Every night he went back to a cold home,
His social life gone horrendously berserk.

Mr. Blank though had no regrets.
Every second he worked was a joy.
His boss was a very happy man.
He had never seen anyone work harder than this old boy.

Mr. Blank however felt, the office was a bit quieter that day.
People around seemed nervous, the morale was low.
He knew recession was in boom.
But he was confident that he would never feel the blow.

Mr. Blank continued with his reports
And in the noon his boss called.
“I am sorry, we have to let you go”, he said carefully.
But he looked neither sorry nor appalled.

Mr. Blank felt dizzy.
Surely this was a joke not so funny.
He had always worked there for the job satisfaction.
And never for the money.

Mr. Blank was laid off that day along with 10 others
and daily the number would only go on rising.
The company simply flushed away years of his service
On the pretext of justified down-sizing.

Mr. Blank now is jobless.
He thinks he will soon snap.
He wishes he had his family and friends to pull him through
And that he had not been such a crap.

Mr. Blank’s phone is ringing.
He asks...“Hello! Who’s there?”
Mrs. Blank’s comforting voice whispers
“Honey, it’s ok. I am here”.