Master blaster Tendulkar, like archer Arjuna
On the battlefield of Kurukshetra, flashes his bat
Here and there stand Viru, Dhoni, Yuvi, Raina
Ashwin, Gambir, Zaheer, Manaf, baaji, and Virat;
Loud clappings and cheers with jai ho are heard far and near
India meet Pakistan is the news item on every scroll bar
Soon a chariot comes in with no visible figure
Entire team convenes in front of it for an exhortation
My dear team mates, it says, your collective vigour
In every department helped reach this semi final session;
Fantastic fielding, fine length of bowling and wise batting-
India proved to be unbeatable even for the professional Aussies
Nevertheless, a psychological warfare unnecessarily is gripping
All of you; remember, you are on the cricket ground with no war of nerves,
Line behind me, I am known as CONFIDENCE, the real charioteer for winner
Comments:
Dear Sir: A wonderful Pre-Mohali treat! Savoured it to the last word. The battle of Kurukshetra and the charioteer CONFIDENCE are simply superb. A beautiful sixer from your poetic bat. Hats off to you.
Kannan G, Anchal
Mar 28, 2011
I am no cricketer nor much of a fan, but still enjoy the vigor of the poem and its confidence inspiring tenor.
Narasimha SarmaRachakonda, Visakhapatnam
Mar 28, 2011
Dear Prem ji, a lovely CONFIDENCE Booster Dose for our Men In Blue ! Your poem is perhaps the first one posted on this forum, with its first letters of each line in Indian tri-colours. C-o-o-l ! May the Best Team win and India is the BEST !
J S BROCA, New Delhi
Mar 28, 2011
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Monday, March 28, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Again Cricket
My Sri Lankan colleagues
were happy
As we won the last match
with West Indies
normally, whenever we won
they would show their cheeks
like inflated balloons
but this time their happiness
really wondered me
and I asked them about the reason
they told me:
“we are lucky,
no match between India and Sri Lanka
on our land”
I intervened:
“Suppose, we lost to West Indies
and quarter final with you on your crease,
what will happen?”
“If the match becomes crucial,
you people will start praying
for a climatic change,
for that matter, a heavy downpour”
“so what?”
“ so what? A billion people’s collective prayers
cannot be ignored even by God,
your team will return home
accusing the torrential rain
but your face saving effort
will ultimately push our country
already prone to natural calamities
to a further calamitous disaster…”
Comments:
Cricket is a lovely pass time, to some it is a novel unfolding climaxes and anticlimaxes, to some it is another money-churning game by betting, still to some other it is puff of Havana cigar... its glorious uncertainties make it more glorious!
Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad
Mar 24, 2011
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were happy
As we won the last match
with West Indies
normally, whenever we won
they would show their cheeks
like inflated balloons
but this time their happiness
really wondered me
and I asked them about the reason
they told me:
“we are lucky,
no match between India and Sri Lanka
on our land”
I intervened:
“Suppose, we lost to West Indies
and quarter final with you on your crease,
what will happen?”
“If the match becomes crucial,
you people will start praying
for a climatic change,
for that matter, a heavy downpour”
“so what?”
“ so what? A billion people’s collective prayers
cannot be ignored even by God,
your team will return home
accusing the torrential rain
but your face saving effort
will ultimately push our country
already prone to natural calamities
to a further calamitous disaster…”
Comments:
Cricket is a lovely pass time, to some it is a novel unfolding climaxes and anticlimaxes, to some it is another money-churning game by betting, still to some other it is puff of Havana cigar... its glorious uncertainties make it more glorious!
Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad
Mar 24, 2011
http://museindia.com/viewrep2.asp?id=32367
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Cricket news
Batsman stood before the wicket
and soliloquized:
“Boost is my secret”
Bowler bowled the middle stump
and said himself:
“Practice is my secret”
Leaving the crease
the batsman looked at the sky
and asked:
“God, this is too much,
I offered puja before the match”
God replied:
“son, that is accounted
and displayed on the divine board,
but play well and take runs
to display on the scoreboard”
The last batsman came in
and ran fast between the wickets
but the fielder hit the leg stump,
umpire was skeptical and referred
to third umpire for decision
after waiting for a long time
the umpire called him again
but the third umpire shouted back:
“Wait yaar,
Shakeel bhai’s line is still busy”
“who is that?”
“Match fixer”
comments:
Nice Poem to read on Sunday...
Ramesh Anand, Malaysia
Mar 20, 2011
and soliloquized:
“Boost is my secret”
Bowler bowled the middle stump
and said himself:
“Practice is my secret”
Leaving the crease
the batsman looked at the sky
and asked:
“God, this is too much,
I offered puja before the match”
God replied:
“son, that is accounted
and displayed on the divine board,
but play well and take runs
to display on the scoreboard”
The last batsman came in
and ran fast between the wickets
but the fielder hit the leg stump,
umpire was skeptical and referred
to third umpire for decision
after waiting for a long time
the umpire called him again
but the third umpire shouted back:
“Wait yaar,
Shakeel bhai’s line is still busy”
“who is that?”
“Match fixer”
comments:
Nice Poem to read on Sunday...
Ramesh Anand, Malaysia
Mar 20, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Bhaarat Mom
As the Thretha and Dwapara yugas
Dissolved in the cine frames
The ten-headed Ravana
Took over Ayodhya
He called all Asuras
To sit in the upper house
Making Judas Iscariot
The head of the house
He called all Kauravas
To sit in the lower house
Making the notorious Brutus
The head of the house
He invited Ad-Dajjaal
To take care of the exchequer
So that Dajjal could lick
The exchequer like smoke Mountains
“What was left?” he asked
“Some regional leaders” the houses replied
“Let them represent the Sakuni”
“Some communal leaders?”
“Drutharashtra will lead them”
“What about the principled leaders?”
“They are the luckiest lot
Who will be accommodated
On the bed of arrows
Along with none other than
The Bheeshma pitha mahan”
I fell off the bed
My Bharat mom came in soon
Took the jar of water
And sprinkled on my face
I woke up.
“What happened?” she asked me
I detailed my dream
“Is it a dream? It is not a nightmare either,
If a beautiful nation is gripped by
All such evil forces, I can cry only for Rama”
“He is in the forest mom”
“Krishna…”
“He is in Delhi
Where Draupadi is stripped off
Every fourteen minutes…”
(And his chariot has been hijacked)
As she took a handful of water
From the jar and about to leave
I wondered and asked
“where are you going, mom?”
“to wake them up”
“who?”
“Those who vote and sleep,
Those who do not pretend to be asleep:
The people of India”
Dissolved in the cine frames
The ten-headed Ravana
Took over Ayodhya
He called all Asuras
To sit in the upper house
Making Judas Iscariot
The head of the house
He called all Kauravas
To sit in the lower house
Making the notorious Brutus
The head of the house
He invited Ad-Dajjaal
To take care of the exchequer
So that Dajjal could lick
The exchequer like smoke Mountains
“What was left?” he asked
“Some regional leaders” the houses replied
“Let them represent the Sakuni”
“Some communal leaders?”
“Drutharashtra will lead them”
“What about the principled leaders?”
“They are the luckiest lot
Who will be accommodated
On the bed of arrows
Along with none other than
The Bheeshma pitha mahan”
I fell off the bed
My Bharat mom came in soon
Took the jar of water
And sprinkled on my face
I woke up.
“What happened?” she asked me
I detailed my dream
“Is it a dream? It is not a nightmare either,
If a beautiful nation is gripped by
All such evil forces, I can cry only for Rama”
“He is in the forest mom”
“Krishna…”
“He is in Delhi
Where Draupadi is stripped off
Every fourteen minutes…”
(And his chariot has been hijacked)
As she took a handful of water
From the jar and about to leave
I wondered and asked
“where are you going, mom?”
“to wake them up”
“who?”
“Those who vote and sleep,
Those who do not pretend to be asleep:
The people of India”
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Daughter
Daughter… dear daughter… my dear daughter
A father cried dropping his tears in the water
Umbrella, Tiffin box and fountain pen
Gushed away with her drawing crayon
High school gate and cycle wheel
Together made a trip in gale
Easy, she is at home, someone told him to console
Repeated himself: “at home? Where is it as a whole…”?
______________________________________________________________
Inspired by the photograph of a father looking for his daughter in Sendai, Japan aftermath the tragic Tsunami.
A father cried dropping his tears in the water
Umbrella, Tiffin box and fountain pen
Gushed away with her drawing crayon
High school gate and cycle wheel
Together made a trip in gale
Easy, she is at home, someone told him to console
Repeated himself: “at home? Where is it as a whole…”?
______________________________________________________________
Inspired by the photograph of a father looking for his daughter in Sendai, Japan aftermath the tragic Tsunami.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Tsunami
Tower of waves
Swallowed many dreams though,
Unscheduled calamity itself
Now affiliates to nature’s university
All lessons included in the syllabus of tomorrows
May help us overcome the forthcoming sorrows
It is the same nature that teaches man’s fighting spirit…
Swallowed many dreams though,
Unscheduled calamity itself
Now affiliates to nature’s university
All lessons included in the syllabus of tomorrows
May help us overcome the forthcoming sorrows
It is the same nature that teaches man’s fighting spirit…
Friday, March 11, 2011
Kaikei and Dasharath
King Dasharath
Was on the ventilator
In the intensive care unit
Kausalya waited
At the door
With Kaikei planning
To materialize the old promises
For both,
Visitor’s time was
Of great importance
Ward nurse showed up her head
Through the gap
Of the half-opened door
Manthara walked over to her
Whispered,
Put something
Into her overcoat pocket,
And returned
So the visitors time
Was well reserved for Kaike
Kaikei entered
Sat nearby the King
And stretched her two fingers
Figuring number 2,
But, the King misunderstood it
To be the shape of V
And soliloquized:
“V stands for victory,
It means I have been in recovery”
He returned her gesture
With a good smile
No sooner did Kaikei realize
That the King did not get her point
Than she became Mohd. Rafi:
Jo vaada kiya to nibhaana padega…
The King slowly
Took a slip
From the pillow cover
And handed it over to Kaikei
The slip read:
“First ask your elected leaders
To fulfil their promises,
Mine would come later….”
Since the spare ventilator
Was not immediately available,
Kaikei was shifted to AIIMS….
Comments:
Jokes apart, Prem ji, Kaikei in real life, besides being extremely pretty, was very fond of Rama. Nice twists such as this makes great reading. And why on earth, Prem ji, you are not visiting Muse India all these days? Best regards,
Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad
Feb 26, 2011
A very fluid, lucid and charming composition.Warm Regards,
U K Atiyodi, Kandangali, Payyanur
Feb 25, 2011
Dear Prem ji, a delightful modern touch to the old mythological katha ! Incidentally, AIIMS doctors happen to be on strike and this is what the legal luminaries said :The Delhi high court (HC) ruled on Monday (21st Feb) that doctors can’t go on strikes as that would violate ailing citizens’ right to life.The judgment came on a petition filed by SC/ST Medical Association in 2006 seeking action against All-India Institute of Medical Sciences (AIIMS) doctors, who struck work for 17 days and refused to attend to a large number of patients coming from different parts of the country.The medicos were against reservation for other backward castes (OBCs).HC said health was the basic requirement for “preservation of body — the human frame which is manifestation of life that is seen”.“It should be borne in mind that life is a glorious gift from god,” a bench of chief justice Dipak Misra and justice Sanjiv Khanna observed. ..." I wonder what ultimately happened ! Was Kayikeyi shifted to another hospital ? Was a spare ventilator available there ? I wonder if there were reservations for OBCs etc in King Dashratha's rajya ? Do solve these mysteries !!Thanks !!
J S BROCA, New Delhi
Feb 25, 2011
I simply can't control my laughter after reading this, nice concept of modern Ramayana. I liked it, thanks for sharing, Sir.
Nikita Sareen, New Delhi
Feb 25, 201
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