Anna Hazare

Posted on FB on 20 August 2011 at 03:23 · 

• Kisan Baburao Hazard Re thinks he is leading a Jasmine Revolution.
  His supporters think he is Lech Walesa leading a Velvet Revolution.
  Zombies support his antics hoping to attain Utopia.
  Such is their foresight, it's called Myopia.
  
  The Right hopes it will turn Saffron.
  The Left wishes to paint it Red.
  Nothing is what will happen,
  After all's done and said !

D.Old.Man and the Sea

Once there was the Vyas :-)

Who cooked with SFDC Gas :-}

Was swallowed by a whale :-o

And lived to tell me his tale ... :-|

“I like eating Idli” said he,

“Because it is so tasty !

But I eat them mainly,

Because they make me brawny ;-)

Little did I then realise,

Or even visualise,

That one day this diet of mine

Would save my lives nine.

I once went out to sea

The expanse I had to see

I was earnest in a way

Much like Hemmingway

On my hammock looking at the sky

I pondered on the deck why

There's no mobile reception

In the middle of the Ocean !

Just like I did in Thekkadi,

Fell asleep did I - on the deck

A Tsunami came along slyly

Like an oil price rise in OPEC.

Along came a great wave

A loud shout I did rave.

Tossed me rather callously

Ruffled my feathers rather rudely !

Tossed me – and my laptop

As heavy as a UST G ESOP …

And in the above sky

Cloud Computing was I!

I went up like a rocket

Came down like a son-of-a-gun.

Then I got wet

And then it was no fun.

As my heart [literally] sank,

Lots of salt [unwillingly] I drank.

On my way to Rock Bottom,

Quickly quipped a Saraswati Namam.

Then Suddenly

I moved not vertically.

Very Strangely

I sunk horizontally.

Moby Dick

Sucked me in quick.

Suddenly I was warmer

And saw a light up yonder.

Thinking I was krill,

He squeezed me until,

He had to get me out.

Sneezed me out of his snout.

And there I was in the air

A spectacle no doubt

Desperately floating in despair

But thuddenly back on the boat.

Wet Dreams are made of these

Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas

And no-one believes me.”

The Vyas thinks often of the holy sites

The SaGe of them hole-y sights!

Here I was wailing away my time

While he was having a whale of a time !

--- The SaGe

[Forbidden Stanza]

The Vyas now thinks about Religious and Sects.

While I now think about Sacrilegious and Sex,

Everyone thinks they’re smarter.

“In the end it doesn’t even matter.”

The Irritating Optimist

The Irritating Optimist
Is a pest with zest.
She sees an opportunity list
When you are depressed.

The Irritating Optimist
Is to be avoided at best.
She sees in a fog, a mist
In a toad, a frog to be kissed.

The Irritating Optimist
Can’t be cured with a fist.
To her, every act of human folly,
Is the will of dog Almighty.