Pumpkin Roots Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

A town bumpkin saw something like tuber
And promptly felt, let a wise man decide,
Who in turn to reach roots dug deeper,
But let city experts the matter guide.

One felt he'd not enough time to decide,
Another focussed on a few details,
A biased man stuck to a single side,
One more was lost on trivial trifling tails.

Not sure, they formed expert team to work joint,
Look into every possible angle,
No beating round bush, straight finger to point,
But faltered still unto deeper tangle!

A farm bumpkin watching from far and keen
Then offered, ‘why, is not it a pumpkin'!
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As business executive in a few companies, I found myself on various committees and meetings; and with hindsight I now feel, more often than not such was the outcome.
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Humour | 03.03.08 |