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Training , Burning & Learning


The prof wants something innovative for  weekly presentations during HCM class. Little did we know we had just two hours for the next class . So voila I wrote a poem on training and development in less than 15 mins. Happy with the feedback and glad that sir asked for the poem to carry alongJ

 


Training , Burning & Learning

 

I ventured out of my nest one day

Pressure comes to an end they say

 

Engineering , Bcom, Bsc and the like

Out of college, a job and a hike

 

Then I landed up in Infosys.

Big, big cubicles and management crisis.

 

Everyone is drinking coffee and chai

What am I to do here I let out a sigh!

 

Then came a monster called Mr. Manager

Said “I am your boss”, I could smell danger

 

I understood him to be an IDIOT of the highest order

Cos he told me I better be a fast learner

 

Training and development is very important

Blah, blah, blah he thinks he is omnipotent!

 

So I decided to excel at office

Microsoft excel, power point presentations came to my notice

 

No, no this isn’t enough the egghead said

It isn’t as easy as eating butter and bread

 

On the Job ( OTJ) training and Off the Job ( OTJ) is compulsory

Or else you will end up in a big, big curry!

 

I wondered whether Mr. Manager was always a fool

Or he became this way after using training as a tool.

 

Then I realised I need to be trained

Or else off they will send me via the next train.

 

So happily I went to start my OJT

Everyone had a smile & was full of glee.

 

Few were big and few were small

Few were long and very strong.

 

Everyone wanted the best piece of the pie

I just sat in a corner dreaming of Aishwarya Rai

 

Wake up, wake up don’t you want some knowledge?

I just wanted to be back in college!

 

 

Multiple rounds of explaining each step

My speed increased, I became refined and pep

 

 

Compliments I got one fine day.

Mr. Manager was all happy and gay!

 

He then sent me off for Off the Job Training

I realised this is never – ending.

 

Lectures, simulation and Out bound Learning

Why can’t they just have some singing and dancing?!

 

My level of learning was analysed

I thought they were out to get me penalised

 

Finally after 10 days of learning and fun

They told me I got a project to run

 

Imagine my happiness when I was assigned the task

Ace it I will, I am sure to last!

 

With the training I got I was sure to hit the stars

With the money I earn, I shall visit all the bars.

 

A shot or two wouldn’t do any harm

After all they took me in cos of my CHARM!!!

 

 

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