Archive for the ‘Fun’ Category

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Poem-Appeal to the Indian cricket team for the world cup

March 13, 2007

This poem is a variation of the poem that I wrote earlier when India reached the finals of the world cup’2003. Since that was unbearably long, I have kept this simple and short.

APPEAL TO THE INDIAN TEAM ON THE EVE OF 2007 CRICKET WORLD CUP

In cricket, what better achievement can be other than winning the world cup
It being a religion in India, it shall be a national thumbs up

Before the memory of our victory in1983 permanently fades
We have t the opportunity to repeat the feat after more than two decades.

One cannot but help feel a little nostalgic,
It would be really tragic if you are not able to repeat the 1983 world cup magic

That particular world cup had bequeathed on us Indians a legacy
We have again got a chance to show that for us , winning it is no longer just a fantasy.

It does not matter that the Australians are the current world Champions
You have already shown , Rahul what you can do with your companions.

In fact, it seems that on your current form,
It would be a travesty of fate if in the world cup you don’t perform.

Whether it is the recent tournaments at home or the victory against the West Indies
The world cup has nor room for complacency, let it not put you at ease.

Unlike some countries which acquire a stray nuke
We have to show to the world that 1983 was no fluke

There is no better way to show your resilience
Then to break the two decade long silence

After a gap of twenty years.
You are once again the object of the nation’s eyes and ears
The whole country is ready to shed happy tears.

Whether in prose or poetry , let it be said aloud.
By winning the world cup, you shall be making the whole country proud.

For you and some colleagues,Rahul this world cup maybe your last
Please ensure that memories also last.

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R e p a r…tea

November 13, 2005

On my recent trip to South east asia, I was served huge glasses of tea which reminded me of an interesting incident that happened several years ago.

My immediate boss was tremendously entrepreneurial( He was to get three cars and six promotions in just one year and go on to a build a big business of his own) but at that time being at a relatively junior level, he was saddled with a boss who was exactly his opposite and used to impede every major and minor initiative/ issue with “Let’s discuss”.

When me and my boss got an opportunity to meet the chairman’s son, he tried to prevail upon him the danger in discussing every minor issue. Observing that he was very upset, the chairman’s son told him ,” Lets discuss this over a cup of tea”.

Over tea, my Boss began explaining how things were becoming bureaucratic and stifling with every minor step being impeded with “Let’s discuss” . Then looking at me he said ,” We are not schoolchildren that we cannot take decisions ourselves. Why don’t you say something?”

He said this so suddenly that the tea in my mouth almost spilled out. For a moment, I was perplexed. Then I got a bolt from the blue. Addressing the chairman’s son, I blurted out, “ The situation is so bad, sir that even at his Wedding night, he probably did nothing. They probably spent the whole night discussing”

Needless to mention, my boss and the Chairman’s son were in splits. Later on I came to know that even the Chairman had a good laugh. That was one heck of a repartee over tea.

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Poem- When your husband goes abroad

October 25, 2005

This is a poem that I wrote years agao and got a good response from poetry discussion forums and on my website:-

This is in response to one of my friend’s wife’s query , “ I feel so bored when my husband goes abroad. I don’t know what to do?.” I could not help but think on these lines ( in mischief; nothing serious):-

Whenever he goes to Japan
I can easily pitch in and hold the fort for your man

If he ever goes to Hong Kong
In addition to writing poetry, I shall sing a song

If and when he goes to USA,
Our romance can realy fructify; not remain hearsay

Alternatively, he could opt for Europe,
Then, you and me can easily elope.

Like everybody these days, if he opts for Australia
In addition to flattery, I can woo you with other Paraphernalia.

Only when he goes to China
I can begin to treat you like Princess Diana

One should look at all options, if he opts for Korea,
We can hope that he does not come back from that Area.

If only he could make it to Singapore,
Then, you and me can romance like never before

Let’s hope that he takes a fancy to Mauritius
Then, we can be really be romantically ambitious.

Why not hope that he he goes to Malaysia
Once there, I hope that he suffers from Amnesia

Then you and me can go to Thailand
And live alone in a way we would live on an island