Ready, up and moving
With all my creative juices flowing
When suddenly Internet Mahashai decided
Enough was enough
And ‘Poof’ went the connection.
I tried again and again
But somebody out there was sadistically adamant.
I complained, cribbed
And then called the internet man.
“Sorry ma’am,”
The wait was unwavering,
My patience unnerving.
So, off I trotted to a cyber café
Unmindful that it really may not be safe.
Enclosed in my miniscule cabin
I took my pen drive and plugged in.
Happy as a lark
I was satisfied I had made my mark.
I relaxed in my chair
Unaware that virus was in the air.
Oh! The agony of watching your files fall ill
Till they fell apart
Like healthy saplings suddenly withering
And breaking your heart!
The doctor called, the malady treated
A healthy computer faces me now
But the files that suffered and let go
Still clog my brain
And my over active imagination screams
‘Was it a computed virus?’
ABC Wednesday: V for?
