A classmate of his,
Going to the pathshala,
The guru’s school
With a slate and a lime stick pencil
And a jute knapsack to sit on
Under the shade of a hamlet-area tree.
Two boys, ill-fed and ill-clothed,
A little bit toothless,
Clumsy and uncouth,
But simple and pure,
Innocent and ignorant of;
The shirt buttonless,
Loose and hanging over
And the shorts too similar,
With one hand upping the loose shorts
And while the other holding the things
And going.
Jackson, Jackson,King of Pop,A songwriter, singer, dancerAnd above all, a thriller,A thriller thrilling,Shaking,Shaking the bodyAnd dancing,Dancing in full,Marking the beat,Going by the rhythmOf pop, jazz,Rock ‘n roll,Hey,Hey, Jackson,Michael Jackson,Jackson, Jackson,Michael, Michael,Michael Jackson!Hey, Michael,Michael,Michael Jackson,Jackson, Jackson,King of Pop,King of dance,Pop, jazz and rock ‘n roll,Rocking,Rocking and thrilling,Taking the stage,Into the streets,Alighting from the busOr the train,Making…
That she is characterless, that she is loose,That she is immoral and deceitful,O how long, how long,Will you go charging her, framing her?There was a time when burnt you aliveAfter the death of her husband,Asking her to be a Sati,A small girlUnable to rise up to the pyreAnd they readying the rituals to giveCourage to.You…
To say it,I love youBut how many of usLove it the heart,The soul,Say You?Say you, I shall not,But you will,How many of usFor true love,How much sincereAre we to each other?As I can see it from hereAnd feel it too,Love is not loveAs the forced smilesOf the modern man put on artificially,Handshaking coldly,Just for courtesy’s…
How to readMind,The mind of man,How to,How?What does your mindSay to,What does my mindTell it?Try to read itAnd say youAfter studying it.But it is difficult,Difficult to be a readerOf heart, heartAs all cannotThose who have hearts can onlyThe hearts of manWhich but requiresAffection, sympathy and love.It is easy to be a reader of psychology,Man and…
And the white-white cranes picking cereals and going together with.
Without the after-thoughtCannot be acceptableAs the women arenot cattleTo be sold and purchased instantly.The bibi is not a gulamBut a human being,You must accept it.
