As I browse past the endless reviews and profiles
And come across a maze of esoterics and pueriles
With rapid eye movements and mouse clicks that rate
With comments of I love it to ones that say I hate
To write a review here may SEEM a childs play
Just pick up a topic and have your say
Thrash it to a pulp or praise it to the sky
And wait for the response from why not to why
Was it the writer in you that brought you here,
Or was it the product that was reviewed by your peer?
Was it competing to be in the race
Or was it like ....hey I donot even have a trace!
Was it the movie you just saw today;
Or was it a song that plays in your heart everyday?
Was it a chocolate you picked up from the store;
Or was it a book you read near the shore?
Or was it just to spread the fire,
And be happy at inviting the readers ire?
Isnt that what you really wanted
The numbers of responses that actually counted?
Confess it - you even dream about mouthshut when you sleep
A NO and my lie detector would actually beep!
Like a launch of a satellite you plan its design
With utmost care even the font formattings you assign
And with the press of submit your review is released
How many would hate it and how many would be pleased?
Having done that you leap to your next
Where you quote something out of pretext
The outcome maybe the least you expected
And the fears come true with the ones you suspected
Did I miss the bulls eye this time out you muse
Did I put on a bulb that was fuse?:(
Never mind your next review shines yet again
And the pride in your face seems reset again
Mouthshut isnt just about venting your ire
It isnt about rambling about what you desire
Its your platform to make others know about what you may know better
Its also your opportunity to be a trendsetter
Its all about the world you live
Its all what you get and give
Its all about your tastes and hates that show
You maynot know it but raised an eyebrow
It also made one smile and made his day
And hey, he smiled several times throughout the day!
He thanked you for having given him a piece of your advice
For which he did not even pay a price....
I must now be short n sweet.And take a backseat.Not attempting anymore to be a Keats...Hey did that rhyme too?? He He He He.;)
PS: I maynot RRC much because I just get enough time to read. And I am confused - do I just read in that time so that I can read more or do I read and comment on some or.....For the time being, I just keep reading.
But I am addicted to MS and recall a song from an Shahrukh movie where he goes
Sunder aankhon waali ek ladki, ek hi baat per bigadti hai. Tum pehle kyun nahin mile mujhko, roz kehkar mujhse ladti hai (A beautful eyed girl gets upset with just one thing and fights with me daily asking me why she didnt find me earlier?)
Well, MS, why didnt I find you earlier?
Enjoy!!!
Amit