The Lady Fair

Every day, in my sleep,

I see this fair lady weep.

Her eyes worn, her gaze far away,

The gentle breeze making her sway.

Lady, why won’t you talk to me,

Tell me what troubles you see.

That you have to weep so sour,

Why can’t you just sleep when it’s four?

A cloudy future:

The rains have been lashing the lashing this side of the country for over a month now and everyone has been talking about how the weather would be over the next couple of days. However, there are also people who never have to stop out on the road but still seem to be very upbeat about the prospects of the cloud. These are people who have defined the future of technology over the years. The companies they have set up or have been running are the behemoths of Information Technology. From Google to Microsoft, from Oracle to SAP, from Amazon to Yahoo, everyone has only one point of focus- the cloud.

The plea:

“Oh My God, is it true? Has it really happened? Can you really be dead, love? Can it be true that you have left me here? Alone, lonely with no one to care for me? No one to bother about me?

And to think I couldn’t even be by your side when you breathed your last. Did you wait for me, love? Did you try your best to fight against Death as it walked closer to your soul? Did you bargain with Death to keep you alive just for some more moments so you could have a glimpse of me? To breathe your last in my arms?

But, you know what? If I had been here, I would not have let you go. I would have bargained with Death to win you over. And I would have succeeded. I would never have let you leave this world before me, love. Never.