Back In The Original Fold Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

Back in the original fold
Difficult, but a decision bold
I see myself in the midst of my profession old
Now, more than forty years, other skills of mine sold

Long travel it was to come to his place
I ventured this putting a brave face
Heart, but, heavy with memories in full trace
Wondering each second how to handle this chase

Landing of the air craft was perfect
I was thinking how nice or otherwise going to be this new effort
Staying away from nar and dear might be a defect
I am to assure myself that my actions will my worth reflect

Sometime it took before I could realize
Things are not that unfine I did visualize
They turn better each day as I specialize
With my requirements in the new job slice

It requires some fine-tuning of my expertise
In assaying and reporting treatise
To my satisfaction leading none to criticize
And doubt the wisdom, my paradise

I am gathering my strengths and will soon prove
That my inclusion will create a confident grove
Making every one contribute their worth and all move
In the direction of growth, doubts if any, remove

It is just a matter of three more months to pass
To feel and see the growth graph cross
New heights and scale so that we find in us a class
Achievers and performers always excellent others surpass