My mom says i am a certified marathi fellow
for having violated the southie code of honour
i say ma I haven't loved a maharastrian
i have just fallen in love with a girl
a pretty, nice, sweet and well brought up girl
so wat is d problem???!!!
My girl says i am a pucca southie tam bram
n i beg to differ for i am just a man n not some bloody ram
I say i have not lived in d damn direction for decades
and she says d ties of the soil bind the soul
and wat is dat supposed to mean i growl,
look i love you and you love me.. or at least i hope
so wat is d problem???!!!
I hate these girls taking my boy away, my mom says
i say through gritted teeth- ma no taking away please
i am not a pizza for heavens sake
u wud rather be a vada pav would'nt you is the waspish reply
i give up and try to slink away
but my girl's glare forces me to say
ma wat is d problem???!!!
I prefer being an indian i plead
n both snigger at that and say i mislead
you are a wily kid v know v know
u want to b somebody else which is a no no
U eat rasam like those damn southies
and before i can muster courage
the second wave strikes me hard
You think like those cursed wretched manoos
i dont know which way to look to say
wat is d problem yaar?????!!!
With engagement miles away
i hear the battle for my son's mother tongue
the tongue of the mother or will it be the father's mother's tongue
God i wish he keeps it inside the mouth
and thinks a hundred times before speaking
an aai to the wrong lady and an amma to the wrong pori
god save me my knees shiver in fear of the consequences
I am about to break down
wen the two ladies of my life break into a smile
this is not IT but it could have been
you better be careful wen v r around
v may be good friends but dat wil not stop us
from watching you for signs of trying to switch sides
with a twinkle in their eyes, they smile at each other
and walk out with a warning---
i better not catch you on the other side sonny
i stil ask- wat d hell is d problem ladies???!!!!!!!
After working on my blogging work for some time, I decided to take a break and decided to read the HitchHiker's Guide to Galaxy. For the uninformed, it is a book where earth is destroyed and the last living human takes a lift from a passing space craft to alien and unexplored worlds. In this book, there is a field of improbability that is protecting a planet where the ruler of the universe lives. As you can understand, the term ruler of the universe conjures up grand visions of a wise old man on a golden throne. The reality is that an old man lives in a leaky shaft with his cat. Six individuals come and seek his advice to run the universe. When a man lands on the planet and asks him how he feels about the fact that his decisions affect the people of the universe, he says he has not met these people and does not know them. He says that his eyes and his ears are his universe. What he sees and what he hears is the universe.
When he is asked about past, he says that the past is nothing but one's own opinion of about one's experiences in life is the past. Come to think of it, what he says is absolutely true. what is our past?? all that we care to remember is our past. what we desire to remember constitutes our past. we wish to remember that india was a great nation in the past. we do not wish to remember the atrocities committed on the so called lower castes. If I manage to remember this, I can kiss my arrogance and conceit bye bye.
On a funny note, he asks his cat whether in its mind, it too sees people coming and asking him questions. He asks whether it seems to the cat as if they are singing to it?? Then, he acknowledges the possibility that perhaps they are indeed singing to the cat and he is the one who thinks they are asking him questions. The next time a person walks up to him, he asks- Are you hear to sing to the cat?? The poor guy ends up asking- "would the cat like that??
Any time you feel life is getting to you, read this Book. I guarantee the sheer quantity of sensible nonsense in this book will lighten you up:)
