Happy Onam for All

History or myth, the concept of Onam is good:
A generous king known as Mahabali had ruled Kerala
People were content, happy and harmonious then;
Pilfering, betrayal, hording and empty promises were unknown
Years went by, heavenly people got annoyed and envied

One dwarf Vamana, incarnation of Lord Vishnu,
Nicely approached Mahabali to test his devotee’s generosity;
A land of three-foot-long was Vamana’s kind request,
Mahabali agreed; Vamana grew up in his original form

First and second steps of Vamana measured the Earth & Heaven
Of course generous Mahabali went in dilemma for the third;
Requested by Vamana, he offered his head for the 3rd step

A generous king was thus pushed down to the nether world
Leaving time, the King appealed to his Lord, Vishnu, for a boon
Letting him visit his people once in a year; that marks ONAM

(Acrostic of HAPPY ONAM FOR ALL)
Onam is a festival that keeps together all the Keralites worldwide. It is a perfect symbol of Unity in Diversity.
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Prem Nizar Ji, thank you for the Onam wishes. I am a Keralite too and love the spirit of Onam. Happy Onam wishes to all Muse India family members.Regards.
Preeta Chandran, New Delhi
Aug 24, 2010
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Greetings to all on Onam.
Kalyani Kapur, Gurgaon
Aug 23, 2010
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Happy Onam to you and all other Keralite friends. Kudos, Prem.
Seshu Chamarty, Hyderabad
Aug 21, 2010
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Happy Onam!, Prem Nizar Hameed and all Malayalee Muse Indians.
V Ramabrahmam, Pondicherry
Aug 21, 2010
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Happy Onam dear friend , and to all !
Raj Nandy, New Delhi
8/21/2010
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Hindustan Hamara

We sing: Saare jahaan se achcha Hindustan hamaara…
But we are least bothered to hear from others:
Saare jahaanse achcha Hindustan TUMHAARA…
Between these two lines lies a sea difference
First one is self praise, and the second is real praise
Let us introspect to make others sing.

What do we lack? ideologies? or resources?
Are those not the ones
others timely outsource from us?
We are happy to give them potatoes
And delighted to take French fries in return
They take our Yoga
To design fitness apparatuses for us
(there is a saying here:
Buy milk in the morning
by going by Mercedes
and shed fat in the evening
by walking on the treadmill)

Money? Is it not the same common wealth
(not the Commonwealth games)
Our politicians play with Swiss bank?
“Why do you cut our developments?”
I asked the tailor
He replied: “to stitch the sizable pockets
Of Netas and Babus”

Traditions? Cultures?
Make a round trip in India
And find what we have not found
Courtesy to Kabir Das
We are like musk deer
Searching for what we have in
Only thing is that all the tributaries
Have to confluence at one point

Fellow citizens, here is my freedom message:
No one should divide us, wake up, wake up to the sense of
Unity in diversity, the quality of Hindustan hamaara…
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You may be well aware of the fact that in the present India Kabir Das is a Muslim for some and a non-muslim for others. So neglected. Why?

Nasarudheen.P., Kasargod.Kerala.India
Aug 17, 2010
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Chandra Mouli ji, Rajaram ji, Atreya ji, and Kalyani ,
Your love and lovely words made my independence day graceful. The slogan has that much power, because we make it as the way of our life. Love and warm regards,

Prem Nizar Hameed, Riyadh, Saudi Arabia
Aug 17, 2010
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Very well said, if only all of us could unite with that ideology, nothing else would be needed. Share your sentiment.

Kalyani Kapur, Gurgaon
Aug 16, 2010
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Prem, what you've spoken out is the heart's yearning of every Indian. A poem of wise and profoundly felt words.

U Atreya Sarma, Secunderabad
Aug 16, 2010
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I also agree with your views that none can divide us. "Unity in diversity" is our National slogan.

Rajaram Ramachandran, Juhu, Mumbai
Aug 16, 2010
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Energetic appeal, Prem ji. We love it. Cheers.

TS Chandra Mouli, Hyderabad
Aug 15, 2010
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Energetic appeal, Prem ji. We love it. Cheers.

Unknown,
Aug 15, 2010
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ENT Specialist and I

I was sitting in front of an ENT specialist
Who asked me whether I was in snooze,
Or in booze
To have accommodated such an insect in the ear?

Little Jackson is dead now
Its “thrill” is no more felt in me
Last night when it entered the stage
Before my ear drum
It was doing its final rehearsal
Giving me a whole sleepless night

I used to keep the insect killer
Every night nearby my bed
Like a UN resolution
To just warn them.
My friends used to say
That my stand against
Creature rights violation
Was somewhat outstanding
Like Mahatma’s non-violence

I was the person who fostered them
And I was the victim, too.
(For sure, none of them
Going beyond my border
Will come back alive
My friends are not UN like me
They press the button of baygon
Like war on invertiberate animals
To make the days of insects bygone)

My friends are right
The UN is a publishing house
Issuing out new editions of resolutions
As long as I was not affected by an insect
My non-violence was valid
But when affected,
I was forced to knock on the door
Of an ENT specialist, to take it out,
Dead or alive
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Liked it, Prem.Thanks and Kudos.

Seshu Chamarty, Hyderabad
Aug 14, 2010
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Prem, You’ve poked fun at the UN resolutions, naturally – the way they’re done and observed – more in violation than in effectuation. Perhaps your innovative poem also takes a dig at the double standards in international relations. Well done.

U Atreya Sarma, Secunderabad
Aug 14, 2010
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Mutton Biryani Weds Mixed Vegetable

This is something special for the day
This is not a full story
But a thread for every one to develop:
A country known as cholesterol nation
Where the ruler was King Mutton
His only son was mutton biriyani
They were very rich in calories
One day on his container journey
Biriyani met the mixed vegetable,
A beautiful girl but poor in calories
They loved each other like Salim
And Anarkali
That was why the King Mutton
Was rocked like Akbar in Mughal-e-azam
When the news of love affair was spread out.
He screamed in the palace:
Biriyani, you are the one who is supposed
To maintain our cholesterol lineage
But the biriyani was adamant
He wanted to get rid of his fatty life
For living a healthy one with mixed veggie
They eloped at one night

The King’s honour was shattered
And he finally decided to eliminate the veggie
By giving a quotation to Kabab House
The Kabab House sent two hired killers,
Boti kabab and chicken Tandoor,
To safeguard the King’s honour

At any time the couple would be
Barbecued or sent into tandoori ovens
Biriyani and veggie knocked at
the door of Indian cuisine,
where they secretly got married

Time went by
Their first child was born
They happily named it:
VEGETABLE PULAV

Acrostic of FRIENDSHIP

For my friends around the world,

Relax for the day; friendship is like a ship;

It may sail through any weather

Even hurricane may not shake it

Nevertheless, a small hole is enough to make

Divert the journey into devastation.

Screaming wind or towering waves may come

Here we take a pledge we don’t make a hole

I wish all of you a happy friendship day

Peacedoves may spread their wings from us