Till Then And Until WhenLinkedIn makes meWant to reach outTo that makeup boxThat I never have bought.That foundation is such a mysteryIt may or may not cover-upThat rouge needs so much masteryOver what cannot but show-up.But when I see all the glitz & glamourAnd the lovely cloaks & stylish shimmerI get tempted to carefully layerEye shadow over a coat of concealer.All those years that I was too busyTo put on liners or dab mascaraHave now showed up as tiny wrinklesWith a touch of grey that wisely twinkles.Yes, there is a fairly big world That’s surely not my claim to fameAnd yet there is this tiny worldThat knows and calls me, by my name.There we smile when we meetAnd other times we simply greetWe find a zillion ways to work togetherAnd build bridges that trust each other.Oh, one day I shall grow up tooAnd my mind will age with much adoI shall need a crutch and some makeup gooFor wowing myself with a magic woo.That day I shall forward every tweetThat day I shall dance to every beatThat day I shall sing a different tuneAnd conjure up a genie, to write my croon.Maybe I shall share some adventuresMaybe I shall tell you some storiesMaybe I shall swap some experiencesAnd make you laugh at my crazy ventures.Till then I hope to keep my faceIn the mirror that’s safe at my placeStaring upfront and straight up-closeReflecting that zit on my noseTill then I hope to keep at bayThose autobiographical tendenciesTill then I hope to have my sayIn words and actions that do not teaseTill then I sincerely seek forgivenessFor that sketchily unfinished businessThat sits plum on my LinkedIn profileAnd hardly speaks or makes a smile.Till then let’s meet over cups of teaSpewing steam and spilling thoughtTill then let’s meet in a world that’s beyondAnd make magic that needs to be sought.Till then,I shall be,Sowmya Raghu RamanBusy Designing Organisations That Constantly Change Orbit To Meet the Future.Very Busy Avoiding Makeup.