/bant/ - International Random

"Pajeet's Broken Code and the Call of Nature"

Pajeet left Bengaluru, with dreams in his head,
To Silicon Valley, where the tech giants tread.
He packed up his laptop, his chai, and his pride,
But his code was a mess, and his habits—oh, wide!

Oh, Pajeet, Pajeet, with your code so weak,
And the call of the wild, you just couldn’t tweak.
From the streets of Pune to the Valley’s bright lights,
Your bugs and your habits gave everyone frights!

He faked every interview, Googled his way through,
But his coworkers groaned, “What’s this garbage code do?”
They’d sniff and they’d whisper, “What’s that smell in the air?”
Pajeet just shrugged, said, “It’s the code, I swear!”

Oh, Pajeet, Pajeet, with your code so weak,
And the call of the wild, you just couldn’t tweak.
From the streets of Pune to the Valley’s bright lights,
Your bugs and your habits gave everyone frights!

The train tracks called him, like a siren’s sweet song,
“Pajeet, come hither, this is where you belong!”
He’d squat by the rails, with his laptop in tow,
Debugging his mess, but the bugs wouldn’t go.

One fateful commute, as the train whistle blew,
Pajeet was debugging—his code overdue.
The conductor yelled, “Stop! There’s a man on the track!”
But Pajeet just muttered, “This function won’t crack!”

Oh, Pajeet, Pajeet, with your code so weak,
And the call of the wild, you just couldn’t tweak.
From the streets of Pune to the Valley’s bright lights,
Your bugs and your habits gave everyone frights!

Now Pajeet’s a legend, in the Valley’s lore,
The coder who couldn’t debug anymore.
So if you see train tracks, and your code’s a disgrace,
Remember Pajeet’s story—and find a new place!

Oh, Pajeet, Pajeet, your legacy’s complete,
A cautionary tale for the tech elite.
From the streets of Pune to the Valley’s bright lights,
Your bad code, your smell, and your habits gave frights!