P.S.- I respect Rabindranath Tagore and these are my favourite lines from his collection slightly twisted. But if someone has any qualms, I am quite sorry for it.
Where the Mind has grown Mindless
And the head droops down by Sleep;
Where knowledge is free but useless
Where the World has been
broken up into fragments by stupid corporate chores;
Where the clear stream of reason has polluted
amidst worklessness and guilt of being so;
From that hell of boundedness, my father,
let me and my country escape.
But Boredom and boring work forces you to do such things.
