TRICK OR TREAT

When the milk we drink is badly poisoned

And the fruits we eat are loaded with chemicals

When all our food with chemicals is seasoned

and junk food is made to have appetizing smells

When artificial flavouring, seasoning and colouring

reflects a truly superficial and artificial life

when childbirth has yielded to cloning

certainly our bodies face stress and strife

for we are and become what we eat.

So therefore my friends, be careful when you feast

and never fall for the taste and be fooled

by the synthetic trick or treat

My search for clean organic food has left me frustrated for man has polluted everything he has laid his hands on.... Even so called organic food have traces of chemicals which the organically cultivated plants absorbs from the polluted earth, water and air...

THE ECONOMICS OF DRINKING

The economics of pubbing

is certainly changing,

that’s why I gave up drinking

and have now started living.

My tummy is now a vanishing

and my body is a slimming

while my wallet is a bulging

with currency a brimming

and this poem’s making

me smile and keep on laughing

NO IMPACT

When I look

at all the giants

of the world

and all the saints too

and how people

remember them

for ages

due to the impact

they had

on their lives,

I feel sad

for I have not

made a positive impact

on anybody’s life

even after living

nearly three score years

SUPERLATIVES

Most Amazing,

Most Awesome,

Most Astounding,

Most Incredible,

Words without meaning

superlatives we use

to describe

everything

without meaning

while a simple "Nice"

from the heart

would suffice

TO WALK THE TALK

It is easy to talk

but difficult to walk;

for to walk the talk

we all sure do baulk

but when we walk the talk

we are deemed not mere talk.

Then respect us does stalk

and we are deemed to out-talk

those who don’t walk the talk;

Then our life becomes a cakewalk

ON POETRY

We can’t
Piss straight
and won’t
Accept our fate
That we
Have to grow up
Before at his table
We can sup.
Drugs and sex
Do not a poet make
That is why I vex
For poetry’s future
is at stake
Alcohol  and money
Cannot write poetry
Never was
And never will
Taste like honey
Though our poetry can
make us human

THE PLIGHT OF MH 370

We have even
landed on the moon,
sent rovers to Mars,
wire-tapped our neighbours
and even cloned humans
but we can't find a fucking plane
which really is a shame
since it disappeared
almost a week ago
and no one takes the blame.
Is it that we really can't find
or is it because
the powers that mind
are hiding the truth
about the whole shenanigan
in the name of preventing
panic amongst
the passenger’s relatives
and the commoners
of the world?

CALL ME WHAT YOU WILL

You call me crazy
But I guess I’m not the one
It’s you that’s crazy
And that’s why I’m not fun
I believed you
And really thought I’m crazy
But then that was a cue
To realise you were really crazy
Call me what you will
Call me stupid; call me crazy
Yet, I’m your friend still
And will not treat you as crazy
So before you define others
Call them what you will, even crazy
Think if it is you or the others
Who are what you call crazy
Or if you are crazy to call them crazy?

MUSINGS ON INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY 2014 CONTINUES

MUSINGS - 2

The only time women are united; I mean truly united

Is when they discuss their obsession; nay, pet peeve,

The subject of men with whom they have procreated.

Men whom they perceive as having jilted them and did leave.

So, for the sake of woman’s unity and sisterhood

Let us men suffer in silence though castrated of our manhood

For after all we men too have to share the blame

Howsoever, it may be to us men, it appears rather lame

We who ogle, stare or rather worship the very soul of a woman.

With penetrating eyes that strip bare the very clothes of a woman.

So let us Men on this International women’s Day

Vow to treat our women fairly, I pray

For it is not the Women who need liberation

But we lustful men who need to attain salvation

Men’s liberation is the true need of the hour

But I know all male readers here will at my words turn sour

It is only in India that women are worshiped reverentially as the holy Mother a.k.a Shakti. However the male devotees of India are truly a misunderstood lot for their act of worshiping Shakti is very different from elsewhere in the world.

The male devotees of India indeed worship the women with their eyes, their groping hands and their rubbing bodies to such an extent that the women feel the need to wash themselves with some vitriolic acid after coming back home.

Have you heard of an ancient Indian saying, “To act like a villager looking at a city sweetmeat shop”? This is exactly how a blue blooded or rather hot-blooded Indian Men especially those who live in cities look at all the women on the streets during their daily excursions into public places. The only difference is that the sweet is truly of a meaty kind.

While this is the case of the average devotee special mention must be made of the few truly fanatic devotees who believe that the only way to worship Shakti is to provide human sacrifice to the goddess and therefore indulge in raiding and raping the chastity of the women as an offering.

Of course there will always be exceptions to the rule and there are a few men who still believe in treating women as the jewels they are; just as much as there will be exceptions among the women who go out of their way to provoke the devotees to worship them differently.

On the occasion of this year’s International Women's Day celebrations let all of us men of India not stop with merely worshiping the Mother Goddess in the temples but also truly worship women in our day to day lives and give them the respect and status which they rightfully deserve.

The purpose of this post was not to hurt any one or tarnish the glory and splendour of this ancient country but to enable us to introspect and bring about a change amongst our fellow citizens and ourselves to ensure that Delhi remains the esteemed capital of our glorious country and not the rape capital of our country.

I would consider the day when a woman can walk freely without fear at the stroke of midnight on the streets of any village, town or city in India as the day when we have truly won our freedom for only when the mind is liberated can true freedom, culture and civilization flourish.

Happy International Women’s Day!