It was the hot summer night,
Ears fixed to the speaker...am I right?
There were many SLA's,
But the question was, "With such rules, how could one play!"
No one knew what was ahead,
Only target was...to get neatly knead.
It was the transition...not much understood at all,
But the onsite made sure that the offshore stands tall.
Here came the production & support,
Also it brought the escalation and issue's report.
Onsite saw an associate leave, nowhere to be seen,
Handling his work also!!! How hard would have it been?
The project also saw a manager in making,
These issues were all his taking.
He made the processes...sat with all,
Made sure to make the project - never to fall.
Then came the beautiful women all around,
Team found the lost enthusiasm which had no bounds.
The project saw many things new,
As the team meetings and parties grew.
Love also came in the air,
Even Himesh would not have, such beautiful hair.
It was the month end, which had the longest nights,
It was when they usually had fights.
The morning was the coolest of it all,
But people had to wait just for that odd call.
Be it a strike, huge rains or a brawl,
You will still find them in office on their evening call.
Be it a holiday and the lonliest hour of the night,
This project never gave up, without a fight.
In appraisal days the spirit might be low,
Even while working in the dawn, they never let it show!!!
And with a huge silence, came the night shift,
This was when the project had this huge rift.
Now, it is going through a peculiar phase,
Manger knows all, but lets no one to trace.
Hopes this moment also passes by,
Hey everbody! At least give it a try....
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