I am rude

I am rude
And I am kind
I am lost
But sometimes find
The way of life
To peace or strife.

Kee farak painda hai please

What's good
About the morning today ?
The son has risen
While the father held sway
Or it may be a nephew or a lease
Kee farak painda hai please.

Don't kill the cow

Don't kill the cow
Let it die instead
Of plastic or hunger
Abandoned, not fed.

History revisited

History revisited
Is history denied
Nehru was the problem
And Savarkar the guide ?

Hair cuts

01

Hair cuts
Restore your self esteem
And destabilise
The cosmos
Just saying.

02

Waiting for the hair cut
Is as entertaining as
Dating oneself.

Holy Cows

The holy cows are home
All of them.

The best things in life

The best things in life
Aren't free
Of joy
A ploy
Of the best things in life.

Bitter Gourd

Truth is always bitter
A lie is far sweeter
Sweet is the way up to the Lord
Better have the bitter gourd.

Neighbour's envy

Neighbour's envy
Owners's pride
Makes neighbourhood hot
And sensex slide.

Never make fun of your neighbours

Never make fun of your neighbours
They may be the first ones to respond
To your heart attack
(If you have any, that is)

The world is inside

Keep looking
Outside the window
But the world is
Inside
Sometimes air-conditioned.

Ignorance is a good excuse

Perhaps I know life
Or perhaps I don't
But surely ignorance is a good excuse
And life itself one.

What fun

The Classroom
The Pulpit
And Facebook
All suffer one
What fun.

When the going gets tough

When the going gets tough
The tough take the bypass.

2019 will be won

2019 will be won
Rest of it will be fun
At our expense
Future as a past tense.

Paresh Rawal should be tied

Paresh Rawal should be tied
To the people he has lied
So that they may rest in fear
That Kashmir isn't so near.

On iCloud Nine

I have an iPhone now
I am on iCloud nine.

This is life

I hear somebody is dying
I hear somebody got hitched
I hear somebody has had twins
I hear somedbody just bitched
This is life.

The courts are right

The courts are right
When they rule in my favour
Rule of law is another matter
Not something that I savour.

What's the problem, man ?

What's the problem, man
Is it what you ate last night
Or the meteor which is going to crash in
On its terms and times
That were ?

I will be forgotten

I will be forgotten
With my fancies and my whims
My handsets and my sims
I will be forgotten.

The Window Seat

Why do you want the window seat
She had said
Be happy to be in the same bus
At least.

Who is right ?

Who is right
And who is wrong
When the verses are not fully written
And still unsung the song ?

Its good to be a teacher

Its good to be a teacher
Even when they don't feature
Your finicky foresight
Of making them do right
Perhaps love will come
When all parts have met their sum.

And he grows old

And he grows old
Sideburns white
Trousers tight
With a stomach.

Sights

Some sights
Rest in memories
Of such sights
Blind
To their recurrence.

Yes, do that smile, don't frown

It takes a lot to be happy
And very little to be sad
Given the need for happiness
We must all surely be mad
To want to be down
Yes, do that smile, don't frown.

One upon a time wisdom dawned on me

One upon a time, wisdom dawned on me.
Unfortunately it was too late, and I was sleepy, after days of trying.

When God's go weak

When God's go weak
And you need a law
For their protection
That's a fatal flaw
(Pun intended).

A Man

Son, husband, father, provider
Protector, performer, and a man
A live bird with its wings cut
A dead fish stuck in a can.

Alone, one needs to be in company

Alone, one needs to be in company
Amidst, one hankers to be on one's own
The Lord made each one of us slightly off
Busy as He/She is, in His/Her offish zone.

What if we were always happy

What if we did not feel his pain
The no-more funny and lonely clown
What if we were always happy
Always on top and never down ?

The man who is an ass

The man who is an ass
No offence to the ass
Sits in TV studios
And lets out his gas
Of the right kind
Stunk off his mind.

Sharmsaar Aankhen

Aankhen
Khushiyon Se Bhari
Ya Sharmsaar ?

आँखें
खुशियों से भरी
या शर्मसार ?

And he cried, and so did she

And he cried
And so did she
Mistaking the tears
They were
For the truth.

When the going gets tough

When the going gets tough
The tough get going
To bash up the weak
No country for the meek.

When I am dead and gone

When I am dead and gone
Or when I am still alive
Will I be known as
One who let the world thrive
In its miseries and pain
Or one who let in the rain ?

Perhaps it will all come to pass

Perhaps it will all come to pass
Perhaps we would have reason to rejoice
Years down, and nightmares later
The fruits of our wrongly informed choice.