Poetry

Green and White: 

We’re going places, we’re flying high; Against all odds, we’ll touch the skies.

We’ll stand and deliver, bit by byte; Watch out! We’re in green and white.

We’re young and hip, singing sufi rock; We are the world, we’re a techie flock.

Boys and girls creating new worlds; We spice up our tech in a desi wok.

Dreaming, creating bit by byte; Watch out! We’re in green and white.

We’re the Indus and the Himalayan peaks; We have passion, chic*, and our share of geeks.

We are 24 and seven, we never say goodnight! Watch out! We’re in green and white.

 

Woof Woof:

Who let the dogs out, who let the rats in?  You and I loose but democracy wins.

Our future’s at stake we gotta clean our bin;  It’s an animal farm, surely the pigs will win.

To indulge is bliss and Ignorance a sin;  Some say party, life is bus do char din.

Step up, place your bets, watch the wheel spin;  Its holywood masala and only slumdogs win.

 

Wired not veined

Homosapien 21, all wires, look, no veins!

Electric, immediate, what a rush! no pain!

Away with the czars, watch out mexicanos!

CNN, Al Jazeira – they are wiring the game.

Smoke it or snort it the drug lords will lose;

Media moguls move in and tighten the noose.

Anchors and idols, news, opinions and views;

A world of lesser gods, Oprah and Headline news!

It will sober, excite, it will thrill and it will kill;

With Larry and Hillary, Obama and Bill.

No borders, no touching, no smooching please;

It’s wireless, slam bam, Hi Deb, thank you Jeeves!

Watch out religions, dictators, and democracies;

Beware O faithful, hold on to your philosophies.

You feel you belong, like you have never before;

The matrix beckons, plug in, get played, C’est la vie!

 

Life. A Mystery!

Life is a mystery you cannot solve; Live it and with death dissolve.

A maze, a puzzle, an unanswerable riddle; Follow along as life plays the fiddle.

Was Adam the first? Was our mother Eve? Once we were apes, is hard to believe.

Is there a God? But then who made him? They say such thoughts are a terrible sin.

A child, man, and then old age; In life’s short story, are each a page.

So live it and with death dissolve; Cause life’s a mystery, you just cannot solve.