They would tell you that no job is small

do the best in whatever you have

What matters is that you are working

not where or for whom or for how much cash.

The next day when you are all happy and peaceful about your work

they suddenly make drastic amends and ask you about your work

how much are you making ? what are the perks?

Pay packets, high position get to you

and you lose the newly acquired zeal

you are only mortal , what else did you expect?

this any job-no small job talk was just a test.

Why are you still sitting around ? go find a job

and a good one too , or else it's as good as nothing..

they are only concerned about your welfare

as to how will you fare when you don't get your due share.

Don't get confused Sire there is nothing wrong

in being a lowly paid happy man

as long as it is someone else.

The Garbage Disposal System

The new garbage disposal system's here

one of these days you'll be thrown away.

It's been long since you were lying here

eventually even garbage needs some fresh air.

A couple of fingers to pick up the torn packet

a couple of hooligans to make some racket.

A foolish little boy who plays with muck

a rag picker quite down on his luck.

We need to have them right here

cause a new System is going to be there.

You can't be garbage and lie not still

at least if you don't , have no foul smell.

There are some genteel folks who would have you taken away

cause you are too close to their homes.

You'll be burnt you'll be hacked and deported in pieces

to the places of those who need you back.

Your face isn't fresh anymore you ain't smiling

the new system's here.

You are looking so scared as if they'll take some pity

no, The new system's here.

Didn't find your calling , so became a thing

which lies down here and there.

Till the time came and they all shunted you out

in the rain, the blistering sun and the cold and cutting air.

Don't worry now son, the times have changed

we have a new system here.

There's a new garbage disposal system

going to be set up here

you'll be the first one to be

taken down those marble stairs.

The Parliament is in session

Make no noise,
Can’t hear their voice
Stop playing with them and their lives
They aren’t toys

Step back, let us hear them
Make no noise
Let us hear their voice.

Mr. Speaker are you listening to our pleas?
Ask them to make no noise
We want to hear what they’ll speak.

Are we to stay silent?
And listen to this ruckus
Is it not our right?
To hear them speak?

Just passed the hall which houses them
There’s more humdrum
Than that which marks?
A primary class


No one is ready to hear anybody
One shouts the other screams
No one actually speaks

There is not a shadow of doubt in my eyes
That when they are there time flies.

It’s been many years since they’ve said something
Which was heard?
Ask them to be silent
And make no noise.


I am dying of hunger and they only speak
No one cares, the future is bleak.

They talk about the damned rule book
About adjournments and motions so as to speak
While my brothers are looking and turning weak.

Sometimes in the winter session sometimes in the monsoon rains
Have I seen my hopes going down the political drain.

Mr. Speaker ask that fellow to raise hid voice
I can’t hear what he’ saying.

Mr. Speaker tell them not to make that noise
I can’t hear the minister’s voice.

Daily Postal Service

Get behind the wheel ,let's go shopping
I'll buy a bed ,you can buy a chair
The man behing me is blowing the horns of his vehicle
let him do his bit, I don't care.

The light turns green for just ten seconds
when it turns red it's for a minute
I don't know why but it is unfair
the engine of mine can't spin it.

There's one fellow trying to overtake me from the left
I can't see what he is doing
A fellow is tailgaiting me I can't stand it
want to tell him "back Off Stop screwing!"

The lanes are not proper
those on the right wanto take the left turn
those going straight have nowhere to go
stand behind the crowd that's what you get to learn.

I don't know why these top gears were provided by maker
I have bever used them in the city
Why the hell does the speedometer count 200
a misprint , what a pity.

My rearview mirror is showing an approaching vehicle
driven by a man impatience written all over his face
things are closer than they appear, I read this on the mirror
sure they are he whizzes past me without a trace.

Everyone is breaking the lights and knocking their car against others
all the bumpers are broken and the bodies scratched
I am driving around in an old model
what do I care if it's not a hatchback.

Look at the young lady in her Ford
she sure wants to win this race
I don't know where she's going and who's waiting for her
that she's on the road alive by the good God's grace.

A radiostation is playing some nice old songs
but the man on the back seat is wheezing
he doesn't give a fig for it
he wants to reach home.

There are some men who had parked their vehicles on the road
and now want to take them out just as you pass
they wave their arms as a warning signal
they want you let them pass.

Chick Gazing : A Constructive Hobby

Stop the car
my friend wants to take a look at the girl who just walked passed our vehicle.
No he doesn't want to know her name
that would be a little dangerous
he just wants to confirm the color of her scarf
please stop the car.

Hey don't you worry if it's one way
and don't notice the car if it swerves
he wants to catch her before she goes down the subway
yes he's smitten by her curves.

Mr. Driver don't you understand we all are in the middle of a debate
one says her hair were black and short another says long and straight.
Do apply the brakes then Mister before these fellows come to blows
for nobody out here has any clue about the length and the hue no one knows.

My dear friend out here noticed the girl from a bloody good distance
when in normal cases he can't figure out the signboard at arm's length
God knows these wenches they trigger an explosion in him
which in turn boosts his vision's strength.

He said she was wearing a pink shirt and over it a light fur coat
I mean is this girl for real , wearing a coat in summertime
or was my friend hallucinating , after all he took a Nimulid that morning
but then consuming painkillers isn't a crime.

Although it is said that limbs shoudn't be hung outside moving vehicles
when it comes to girls ,guys throw all caution to the wind
when passing through a female infested road
his body sticks out as if his neck is stuck to a rind.

Hey Driver pull over and get out I 'll drive the car myself
I don't want your reluctance to ruin his chance
after all he wants is a quick glance.

Move aside and let me put on the reverse gear
look she's already running away
may be she thinks my friend is a hooligan
I don't blame her , he should mind that stare.

I don't want to say this but I think it isn't too bad a thing this
staring at girls who walk right past without ever giving a smile
who cares if they call it rude ("who says that?" my friend asks )
and should guys abstain merely because it is futile?

It is quite an interesting activity this and constructive too
especially for those who like to spend their time in malls and busy streets
I don't mind their alacrity myself , it inspires me to emulate Keats,
and I end up writing a few lines for the benefit of all my friends
who have in spite of all the bickering have successfully failed to make amends.

I can no longer think straight

I can no longer think straight
thinking straight has made me insane.
The more I come closer to thinking straight
the more twisted my life becomes.
The future of this life now depends
on how quickly my mind relinquishes prudence
and my sanity is pleading with me to do it quick
before I lose it and with it all that I love.

Misplaced the heart

I agree that I loved you once
but was careless at the start
unwittingly thus
I misplaced your heart.

I wrote to you many a time
you chose to close your eyes
and when I told you the truth
you chose to call it a lie.

You said what I wrote was too long
and made no sense to you
and yet I can swear on the holy book
what I wrote was all for you.

I know should have have kept it someplace safe
but I guess I wasn't that smart,
as a result of that little folly
I misplaced your heart.

Years are going by don't really know how to tell you
that I write whatever I do just for your sake,
if you choose to ignore it I can't help it
but then you can at least be fake.

Sometimes fake affection
can help someone like me
who's been denied love from whom he wishes
and get elated for free.

You can say that I lost it
but that's not an art
I had kept it alongside mine
when it broke I misplaced your heart.