Latest Trend: Office-Spouse...

Forget the latest fashion trends, forget the latest 'Gym' workouts, forget the 'what's cooking'...what's catching up is the 'out of the bags' trend ... 'Office-spouse.'

Having a pseudo-wife or pseudo-husband at work may not only make you happier with your job but may even improve your chances for promotions and raises, according to a report Friday.

-Source CNNMoney.com

If you belong to the ocean called 'corporate' then this should be a familiar term to you. Office-spouses or Pseudo-spouses. I sit in India and work for an American MNC and keenly observe how inside this very Indian infrastructure filled with Indians is a very apt depiction of the American culture or atmosphere.

How the word came into existence: Some people started losing the spark in their 'very-fairy-tale-ending' marriages after a couple of years. The spark seemed to dry away because of inoculation of responsibilities, and everything else that the rather disguised package of marriage brings with it. They say change is the only thing that is constant. So now change becomes a more of a necessity. But what fascinates me the most is the fact that man keeps looking for the same kind and type or species of the object that actually caused him the supposed frustration. 'Woman and work. '

When he finds the right fit to his needs, the woman becomes his office-wife and the job brings him the much need satisfaction, 'job satisfaction.' I do not really understand how having the so-called element 'Wife' in office brings mental peace? I mean, don't men claim that they go to work because they want some peace?

Very ironic.

My second poem...

The Beggar

I saw him in the street
Begging for alms to meet his needs
All he wanted was a crust of bread and a bed
And two eyes to look at him,
And for him tears shed

He walked up and down the road barefoot,
And did not bother to see where he stood,
He lost everything in life,
His wealth, his money and his wife
Dignity was something he possessed no more
And happiness he couldn't look for anymore

His ideas soared up the skies
But the world did not stand by him,
It only did misguide
Never had he expected life to be this way
But it has been so since his graduation day.

My first Poem

This is the first poem I wrote in my life. I simply named it Love...Here goes...

Love

He saw her walking down the street,
It was like Love at first sight,
His heart beat like the fastest steed
And his face shone bright.

He stood by his gate watching
And only hoped that one fine day they'll meet each other
To express his thoughts
And to tell her, his Love.

When he smiled at her
She smiled back too
And then bloomed in his heart
Love that was so true

And then he planned their future
For he knew, that they were made for each other
He knew he'll keep her happy each day,
For he was so faithful in Love,
That for her his life he would lay.

But when he expressed his thoughts to her,
She knew not what to say,
For she had been engaged earlier
And her marriage was the next day.