My Tribute to Old Monk..the good old dark rum which is probably the biggest import from India after Kerala spice and tandoori chicken and and just before Behenji.
You bring people together from sunset to sunrise,
You are a good companion, who comes at a very low price!
We bang on the shutters when the shops are closed late night,
We care a damn if we are unable to get a coke or sprite!
You’ve bought feelings, at moments of desperation,
You have been our mentor & inspiration!
We drink to our pain or joy, one peg at a time,
But no matter how much, no hangovers, & things are just fine !
They say Gandhi is the father of our Nation,
For us you are the father of our thoughts and creation!
Job loss, recession and Life in on docks,
Solution my friend is our dear Old Monk !!
If you are still wondering, this was written in office while searching for alternate career during bench-trimming-pink-slip days
Cattle Class(sic) ..more later
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