A poem on a CA student

Attempt the Attempt

Right after 12th, when you have to choose your stream,
Relatives keep saying, "Go for CA, its our dream".
You try to change their mind but they force, force and force,
Innocent as ever, you sign up for this course.

CPT is a practical joke that the ICAI plays,
You only have to study for a couple of days.
When you clear it up, you already feel like a chartered,
But hold on son, life is just getting started.

The fun starts when you work as an article-cum-peon,
Suddenly your dreams are out of colours and strings of neon.
From reports to returns, vouching and verification,
Your life starts to pour in a little frustation.

Somehow you clear PCC and make it to the finals,
Those who cleared before you are your definate rivals.
You say to your self, "Ab starting se padunga",
"PCC wali galti dobara nahi karunga".

Tution after tution, whether live or satellite,
You bunk half the classes, coz you think you're really bright.
Praveen Sharma to Rajkumar to Sanjay Agarwal to Vinod Gupta,
'Kitni tutions lelo beta, syllabus khatam hi nahi hota'.

ISCA, Accounts, Audit and Indirect Taxation,
Plus the constant amendments and notifications.
Stuck in this vicious circle of CA curriculum,
You introduce yourself to beer, whisky and rum.

Attempt after attempt, you'll learn it along the way,
After may comes november, and then another may.
Its just a part of life, its just another hurdle,
So finish the god damn race, as the rabbit or the turtle.

Dinesh Moolrajani