Hey, Michael,

Where your home,What’s your name?But GentlemenWith the attache,The attacheIn the hand,Smiling,Smiling.But GentlemanSomewhat aged and balding,Smiling,SmilingTo hear them.Gentleman,Gentleman,Where you home,What’s you name?Pastoral, shepherd,Semi-urban rustic small girlsJoking, jokingAnd asking his whereabouts,But Gentleman full of smiles.Saying it not,Just smiling, smilingWith the French-cut beardsOn the chin,Fatty and agedSmiling, smiling justTo hear, hear them.

In the distant nearThough not visible,But the voices resounding,Hari bol, Hari bol, Hari bol,Hari bol, Hari bol,Speak, speak you the name of Hari,I mean God, that is Hari,Ram nam satya hain, Ram nam satya hain,Yehi sabhi ka gatya hain,Ram’s, I mean the Lord’s name is the truth,This is the way for all,Movement, duration and time.

Health and medicine,Traffic and communication,Conveyance and transportation,Life and times,Social behaviour and morality,Ethics and manners,Man and manners,Society and politics,Education and mixing,Science and technology,Economics and commerce,Home affairs and foreign policy.

Of a mythical baseDrawing from Celtic legends,Occult andOriental mysteries.

Time mechanical, time worldly,The watchman and the time-keeper,Rimis take us into a different world of their own,Rimi a modern girl,A saleswoman, a beautician, a homekeeper,Keeps the thing going,Taking the world into the stride of her own,Rimi coming, seeing, serving, glancing, watchingAnd servingAnd going away to attend.At the market place in the off-time of hers,At the…

The heat and ruffle of it,Take,Take youSalad, chutney or sauceWith the midday meal,Take, take youLassie,Lemon water with salt or sugarTo refresh you.