Andy tu rehne de

I was born on a cold November night in 1985,
The nurse just kept on pinching me hoping I would cry,
To get back I then grabbed her nose & happily began to sway
She gave me one tight slap and said – Andy ,tu rehne de

As a kid I longed to roll in mud and eat with dirty hands,
Steal a candy from candyman, build sandcastles in sands,
All I needed was to cross the street where all miracles lay,
But mom kept holding my hand to say – Andy, tu rehne de

And then there was this girl I digged, cutest smile under the sky,
With rosy cheeks & bouncy hair & twinkle in the eye,
Red rose in hand I went to her on Valentine’s Day,
With pity looks she smiled & said – Andy, tu renhe de

At work I slogged & slogged & slogged, till morning turned to night,
My boss was worse than Hari Sadu, he just wouldn’t give respite,
Appraisal Day, I knocked his door, hoping promotion in some way,
With taunting eyes he waved me off – Andy, tu rehne de

I had two kids – a handsome boy and a baby girl too,
I thought I’ll take them boating trip and take them to the zoo,
Take out time from work I will, with kids then I shall play,
But baby girl moved her baby lips – Daddy, tu rehne de

And so I turned a grey old man with ailments as my friends,
Diabetes and heart attacks and growing sugar trends,
To doc I said – Mate give me meds, to keep these things at bay,
He shook his head and sadly said – Andy, tu rehne de

Then one fine day I left the world and reached the pearly gates,
Heavens had increased their fees, hell had reasonable rates,
“O almighty! Just get me through to heaven!” I would pray,
To this He raised his blessed hand and said - Andy…………. :D

O Captain My Captain

O Captain My Captain!!

I give my sword to thee

It has fought its way to glory

Martyr’s worthy it would be

Take my sword to the mountains O Captain

Where my mama waits with moist eyes

Where cool breeze still flows through the meadows

And stars still shine in the skies

Its funny, at death, O Captain

The thing closest to my heart

Was neither hatred nor fear nor anger

It was the enemy’s dart

I measured the enemy O Captain

His eyes weren’t much different from me

They told a similar story

Of pain and agony

I fought for the kingdom O Captain

I fought for that last inch of land

Never asking for theories or reasons

Never thinking of making a stand

And so I lay on the field O captain

Wondering was the sacrifice worthy

And with pride (or guilt?) O captain

I give my sword to thee