When the tea becomes cold,
And there’s no hand to hold,
You are now getting old;
No point doing as your’re told.
You realize there’s a hole,
As you search within your soul;
Like a fisherman with no pole,
You keep fighting for your goal.
Some just want to be a mole,
Watch out! They will take a toll.
Those who are looking for coal,
Use the kind-hearted to maul.
Don’t treat me like some doll,
Or a cat with a plastic ball.
I don’t have to wait for your call;
Or for Saul to change into Paul.
Published by Cheran Ratnam
Experienced Data Science professional and published author with a Ph.D. in Information Science and
more than ten years of corporate experience, focusing on machine learning, data science, and advanced
analytics. AWS and Azure certified data scientist and machine learning expert, specializing in delivering
advanced analytics solutions, leading data science projects, and driving cross-functional collaborations
for advanced data science and machine learning initiatives. Proficient in Python, R, SQL, Apache Spark,
cloud platforms (Azure, AWS, GCP), and DevOps tools.
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