Come on down

Come on down, kind of feeling down

Turn my frown, upside down

It has been long, wrong all along

Singing all alone, blown all around

Swing by me, I am breaking down

Come on down, kind of feeling down

Turn my frown, upside down

Life is full of strife, eyes are full of tears

Wishing you were here, to wipe away my tears

Dreams are like glass, all broken down

Come on down, kind of feeling down

Turn my frown, upside down

Nothing that I do, seems to be right

Feeling like a kite, with no wind around

Running blind, and falling behind

Come on down, kind of feeling down

Turn my frown, upside down

What do I do, I am lost without you

Mind is full of doubt, wants to break out

End my drought, rain down on me

Come on down, kind of feeling down

Turn my frown, upside down

C Plus Plus

I went to a local class to learn C plus plus

Right after I left my bins for garbage collection

They asked me to fill out an application

Which turned out to be a very boring function

I did not know how to handle the class

I was an exception, because of my old age

But as I was terminated from my previous job

I had to learn this Object Oriented language

My memory is not what it used to be

But I decided to go to this class

I needed to include this in my resume

As I had no inheritance to fall back on

A pointer was being used to make the presentation

The topic was enumerations, how it is used in applications

The students were making lot of comments

All I wanted was to get a break, to take a leak

There were many characters in the class

I looped through them, to try and catch their names

The institution had a library, open to their members

I put my name on the queue, for few of their resources

The day ended with a huge argument about virtual classes

My brain was on overload mode, so I made my escape

Oops, I forgot to pick up my assignment for the day

While I headed back home, I felt out of my element

I was in a destructive mood, but focused on the constructive

Each bit of data needed to be stored, for future reference

The concepts were clearer, each compared to yesterday

My conversion was underway, but I did need a double..

American Nightmare

“American Dream”, was the phrase

That was the craze of my days

We all loved to chase

The “American Dream” craze

I tried to live that dream

Little did I know it was a pipe dream

The money I made was never enough

All I could do was huff and puff

Health care was like an affair,

All you are left with are tears in your eyes

The monthly rates are so high

That you could fly first class to Shanghai

Trying to learn in a college

Was just something you yearn for

The fees are so ridiculously high

That you would have to be the Sultan of Brunei

The interest rate were kept artificially low

The prices on the house were kept artificially high

I ended up owning a house,

On which I now owe more than it is worth

I keep putting money into Social Security

But, by the time I retire there is no surety

That I will get anything back

It was like putting money in a bottomless pit

Companies started to scheme

They began to team with countries offshore

To show us the door

All I could do was scream and roar

When Obama came, he reignited my dream

But the nightmare was just beginning to unfold

Companies began to stumble, jobs took a tumble

Politicians began to fumble and stumble

Like a ton of bricks, everything began to fall

The wall of deceit had begun to fall

Companies that I used to adore

Were lying dead on the floor

My “American Dream” is no more

All I had in store was an “American Nightmare”

And with no end in sight

My knuckles are turning white with fright

Dishum Dishum

Ek din main dekh raha tha TV

Biwi ne pucha mujse

TV pe kya hain

Jhat se mein bola “dhool”

Aur phir suru ho gayi, Dishum Dishum

Meri biwi ke birthday, aa raha tha soon

Usne maanga mujse

“Chamkta hua ek cheez jo jaye 0 – 150 3 second mein”

Maine usko leke diya ek vajan napne ki ek machine

Aur phir suru ho gayi, Dishum Dishum

Leke gaya mein usko ek din, badiya sa ek restaurant

Waiter ko maine bola, chahiye mujhe beef

Usne mujse poocha, “Mad Cow ka chinta naheen aapko?”

Bina sooche maine bola “Naheen, Uska order who khud degi”

Aur phir suru ho gayi, Dishum Dishum

Purane schoolmates ko milne ko who gayi, mujko leke

Ek banda, akele mein pee raha tha

Biwi meri boli “Mera puraana aashique hain woh”

Duki ho ke maine bola “Saala abhi thak celebrate ka raha hain”

Aur phir suru ho gayi, Dishum Dishum

Biwi dekh rahi thi sheesha

“Man bahut udaas hain. Mein moti, bhodi aur badsoorat lag rahi hoon”

“Meri tareef mein, kuch boliye” usne ki guzaarish

Dekh ke usko main bola “Tumhari aankhoon ki drishti bilkul sahi hain”

Aur phir suru ho gayi, Dishum Dishum

Dishum Dishum…

What am I talking about?

If you put a black tie on them

It looks like they are wearing a tuxedo

When they walk, they look funny

And they eat fish, when they are hungry

So tell me children, what am I talking about?

They are birds that do not fly

The waddle on land, and slide on ice

They can slice through water like a knife

And they mate for life

So tell me children, what am I talking about?

They lay eggs, one or two

They love the freezing cold weather

Their skin is hard, and they have lots of fat

Or they would turn blue in the cold

So tell me children, what am I talking about?

Parents take turn warming the eggs

They place the eggs on their feet and cover it up

Females go in search for food

Males stayed glued to their chicks

So tell me children, what am I talking about?

They use signs to talk to each other

And they usually move in groups

They use their wings as paddle to swim

Their torpedo shape helps them swim fast

So tell me children, what am I talking about?

Penguins is what I am talking about

Here are some more interesting facts about them

There are almost 100 million of them

Grouped into 18 different species

And this amazing bird like to live in the Southern Hemisphere

Khel Bachpan Ke

Bahut pyaara tha bachpan,

Na koi dabaav na tanaav

Thoda sa padaai, thoda sa school ka kaam

Phir tha khelna apne dostoon ke sang

Kitna haseen the woh pal

Bachpan ke woh suhane pal

Har din khelte the hum koi khel

Par Cricket tha apna favorite

Khelte the maidaan main, yah chat pe

Eenth ya patthar ke the stumps

Out karne ke the kai dhang

One drop out, chat se bahar gaya to bhi out

Ladkiyaan jo hoti thi sang

Cricket na khel pate hum

Lukka Chuppi khelte the hum

Deewar, Khamba, yah jhadiyaan

Sab the chupne ke dhang

Sau thak ginne mein mahir the hum

Langdi tang bhi khelte the kabhi hum

Boundary banaya, aur bus khel shuru

Pakdna tha, ek tang pe kudte hue

Kudte, kudte thak jaate the hum

Phir bhi na tha koi gum

Kyonki dostoon ke saath the hum

Ek ball ko leke khelte the hum kai khel

Kabhi pheka usse pathhar par

To kabhi apne dostoon par

Kabhi banate the 2 goal

Aur khelne lagte the hum football

Tajob hota tha, ek ball ke the kitne upyog

Gilli Danda ke baare mein pouccho math

Ghantoon khel sakte the isko

Haath pair kitne baar hua ghayal

Khel ke football

Ladaai Jagde hota the bahut

Jab khelte the hum police chor

Jab kuch bhi na tha karne ko

To khelte the hum kho kho

Ya phir dum ke phoolne tak

Kabadi, Kabadi bolte the hum

Jab in sab se jhi bhar jata

To khelte the pakada pakadi hum

Bade hue to khoya en haseen paloon ko

Samay ke saath, khoya kai dostoon ko

Dabaav aur tanaav ab hain jeevan mein

Khel to ab, dekte hain bas ek screen par

Woh bachpan ke beeta hue pal hi to hain,

khushi se yaad karke jhoomne ko

My Corner

I sit on the corner of a street

My back resting against a post

As I see people crossing the street

I request them to help me out

I see people changing lanes

When they see me in their path

Some look away, as if I am not there

Others walk by as if they are in a daze

I wish they could see my pain

Hopefully, they will spare some change

Hunger pangs, I wish on no one

Nobody I pray goes through this pain

I poke my head in trash cans

Hoping I will catch a break

People look at me with shock and shame

Tame my hunger, is all that I have on my mind

When and what will be my next meal

Is a question I cannot answer

The simplest questions

Have become so hard to answer

My last meal, seems like a dream

It was something that I picked up from the street

Grub in any form or shape is now welcome

I never would have said this some time ago

Things just did not happen as I had planned

Losing a leg, certainly did not help

Sometimes I sing a song

To keep myself strong

Lying on my bed made of cardboard

With the skies as my roof

I let the tears flow away the pain

That I have gone through that day

I pray to the lord, to show me a path

Where I can eat food that I have cooked

A path paved with dignity

Is not much to ask for

I make a promise as I close my tearful eyes

When I do have the means

To try and understand

The pain of the person who takes up my corner

Chalta Hain

Mera naam hain Chalta Ram

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Jab bhi dekhoon mein koi bura kaam

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Naali mein behta naheen paani

Uske andar dhoondho to milti hain thaili

Khaili haath mein gaadi chalata naheen

Pata naheen kab dena pad jaye thoda sa daana

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Karodoon ka ghotala hota hain jahaan

Aam aadmi sote hain sadkoon par vahaan

Mandir aur Masjid milte hain har nukad par

Phir bhi dharm ko leke khoon behte hain yahaan

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Hain ghar ke daam lakhoon karoodon ke

Pisab karte hain log diwaroon pe

Jidhar dekho pul aur ghar ban rahe hain

Khade rehenge, iski koi guarantee naheen

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Jahaann netaoon ki koi kami naheen

Dikthe hain woh har chaar-paanch saal mein

Ration card chahiye to daana do

Daana kharido to saath mein patthar muft

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Khoon aur loot har kaheen

Par kotwaal se darte hain log yahaan par

Mantri badlte hain apne dal chutkiyoon mein

Aadat badlte naheen log apna yahaan par

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Bhagwaan ke darja dete hain maa ko

Ladki ke janam pe rote hain log yahaan pe

Aurat ko Lakshmi, Saraswati maante hain

Sati ka riwaaz aaj bhi hain yahaan par

Gaata hoon mein subah sham

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Is gaane ki dhun badlni padegi

Aaadatein, Riwazein badlni padengi

Chalta Hain Bhai, Chatla Hain

Naheen chalega, Naheen chalega

Little Hands

When you want to cross a road

You hold my hands, with your little hands

I still remember the day you first grabbed my finger

That day still lingers in my mind

The nights when you were sick

Used to give us a fright

Seeing you learn to walk and talk

Is a feeling I never could describe

Naps that you used to take on my chest

Were the best naps that I ever had

Rocking you to sleep with a song on my lips

It just rips my heart thinking about it

The day could be crummy, the mind could be grumpy

But I sleep soundly knowing you are by my side

Your hugs and kisses make me glide

Over the low tides in my life

Seeing you going to school

Makes me remember the time you used to drool

Seeing you jump into a swimming pool

Makes me feel really cool

The whole wide world is there for you to explore

Go ahead for I will be right here waiting

My hands will always be free, for you to hold

When at times you feel low

My heart tingles with pride

When I see how you are grown

You have become a little lady, to be proud of

Oh my baby, how fast you have grown!

I hope that time would come to halt

Cause you are growing up so fast

I have to slowly let go

For you need to grow