He treads intrepidly
Through the claustrophobic
Passages of memory.
Failure closes in
Garbed as questions;
Attempted yet Unanswered,
Much like life’s mysteries.
A circular linked list,
A binary search,
Oh, and your toughest challenge please.
He swats them aside; these thoughts
Straightens his tie
And walks right in
“Good morning”, indeed.
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More lack of inspiration than fickle I like to think :) I've messed up my template settings and lost the blog roll...trying to fix it back...
I can see you still havent lost your touch :) Lovely read as always!
@OMG: Thanks :-) That's kind of you to say that, given the multiple writer's blocks I have suffered in the interim
Well captured - that moment prior to an interview or a test - the quick memory scan, the fleeting self-doubt, and then it's on!
ooohh- i love it! i do!
:)
@Niranjan: Remember the vivas in SPCE? :-)
@Shreya: Thank you :-)
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