Pumavati: Brain Drain.

An Initiative taken in July 2007,fructified into actions in June 2008.
An Operation that lasted 06 months.
Operation Pumavati.



There I was, heading a lot of youngsters half my age,
Headed in turn by one who was intimidating and a loved dread.
When we would go for pizazz this brain would go for ginger bread.
Just to stand apart.
Yet another...Brainy Dart.


Within a few days of grasping the reigns
I decided to observe this bundle of brains.
Bestowed with visible, unbaked leadership strains
And energy levels that were taking the business towards gains.

Pumavati!!! as I ultimately named that brain,
used to gallop always,thanks to a shrill vocal demeanor and school teacher like spur.
Look before you leap; was something the brain never subscribed too,
Small wonder then, why the team built by the brain, stuck on, like glue.

Committed the brain was to the challenge it had volunteered for.
To have somebody above!!!! the brain would kind of internally, abhor.

Hear you the brain would... for sure
But then it would go by its own brainy cure.
Always Allopathy, and never Kalyanfull Ayurveda
Deva oh Deva.
Welcome to the world of the brains eSeva.

Brains cure...one had to endure.
That the brain considered as not only pure but also,
The only way the business ought to,too endure.
With that approach the brain would allure the founder too
Delivering at will...through and through.
Victory Alias "Ajay" would hence be kept at bay, to sway...
this way and that way...till he got back to the only way.
The brainy way.
My way...My highway...No other way.

It was always that kind of approach of: my way my highway!!!
As the brain would skillfully bend its ways too to either do the do, or get away.
Leaving one and all high and dry, and in the sway,
Whether in Hyderabad or in Bombay.
My way...my highway!!!
Else No way!

Deliver the brain would on the dot, and with all the might.
Right, bright, upright, in sight and out of sight.
Only when it was essential for reciprocal self growth,
Else brain would, to deliver, Loath.
and unwittingly,immaturely stunt the growth.
As a vision brain would look at the trees
and miss out the on honey that we would ultimately get, thanks to the bees
on beehives, that mushroom not on trees but in the woods.

Growth is what the Brain sought,both personal as well teams'
some times with frowns and sometimes with smiles and gleams.
A sharp brain , that would run,
at speeds that cannot be measured, it would twist and turn
unwilling to unlearn,
to learn...but to kind of in the bargain...burn.

Also,to ensure some accomplishments...
and those are the once that get to stand treasured here,
the rest got blown away in that's brains blown up thoughtless blizzard.
As to me they look as ugly as on a wall, lizard.

Down ward integrity the brain put in place like a school teacher, or a preacher,
Upward too, somewhat,but in that trait the brain would seldom get richer.
As the approach was more of a teacher and less of a preacher.

To Hire team members...the brain was adept.
To Fire one...it was akin to servicing a debt.

With secretly felt gratitude, I joined the brain in a journey
With an "Attitude" my brain-mate decided to end the journey.
For personal reasons sited and spelt out, on the top,
But within it, the brain lost out, to egotism, that she brought down from the loft.
Using an Indo-German ladder,
As: climbing up those rungs, makes the brain... gladder and gladder.
All others, left in the lurch.... sadder and sadder.

Memories dont live like people do
They always stay with you.
To me it would remind...
withing a time bound macro professional growth plan,
the brain I did bind.

Cajoling, egging,for the brain to find,
A mature broader outlook,
And an approach...that is not by "hook or crook"
befitting... the brains countenance and a beautiful look.


That!!! I get to regret,
As I have been left, bereft,
of a chance to mentor the deft,
dainty,steely,teacher type brain, that did not stay back to fight,
battle it out with me...and learn to read and write.

To emerge as a complete might.
but... choose to leave....and left.

To grow up the ladder...


Axee
Alias
Arun