Friday Babble

The internet medical sites have produced a group of self taught medical experts with little knowledge that is a dangerous thing for their spouses forced to bear the brunt of that faulty education creating a deep divide in society between the hypochondriacs and the others driven to near insanity by the well meant incomplete information.

How Here has changed

Here,

Like the “buck stops here“,

Does not mean the same anymore.

Oh, how the world has changed!

And some will make us believe,

With that,

Has changed the English language.

Now Here does not mean here,

But means everywhere except Here.

And in the process

If a few bucks changes hands,

Sorry, I mean pockets,

More power to those conversant

In the art of the deal,

Unless you do not know.

Or as someone would say,

That’s the story of life, folks.

Now where was I?

Not here I suppose.

A small price to pay

A tongue in cheek look at the fear spread by COVID-19. No intention of hurting anyone’s sensitivity.,🙏

My nose twist and tinge

But I am afraid

To sneeze

What will people say

I squirm

Shift my weight

From one leg to the other

A dead silence

All around me

The circle of

Social distance enlarge

See few people with

Phones to their ears

Somewhere in the distance

Wails an ambulance siren

The thought of being

Quarantined

Races through my

Distressed mind

I try to shout

Guys, I am all right

But fear dries my throat

I feel a cough

Coming up my esophagus

Esophagus, is that right

But who cares

As I fight valiantly

To suppress my cough

My body reacts

A bodily function

So innocuous

Comes to my rescue

With a sound thunderous

An act performed in public

That would have mortified

Even the bravest soul

Brought a sigh of relief

To everyone all around

And I moved on

Thankful to the

Fabulous Air Recirculating Technique

That my body performed

Banishing the fear

Of imminent infection

Of Corona virus

From one and all

Relieved, everyone on

His or her way

The malodorous smell

A small price to pay

Busy

I keep myself busy

To find answer to the puzzle

Why do we need to

Keep ourselves busy.

And for that matter

People call me lazy,

Their logic, I found very fuzzy.

Or they must have a life very easy.

While they sweat running in circles,

And jump into their cars

To sit in traffic that’s quite busy,

I scratch my head to think

Why solving pollution is not easy.

I call my friend to discuss the issue,

But the line is always busy.

Get an instant message back,

Very, very busy,

Send me a text, will respond,

When find some time

From a schedule quite busy.

Answering thousands of social media messages,

It’s not very easy,

Of late, social media keeps

Everyone very busy.

Being social,

It’s a life not very easy.

Lost my chain of thoughts,

Brain must have been quite busy,

How to keep safe from Corona virus

It’s a task not that easy.

Monalisa

On a bitterly cold Parisian morning, after a long wait in line to enter Louvre and then nearly stampeded by an on rush of myriad tour groups and suffering hordes of selfie clicking Monalisa lovers, many of whom never turned back to look at her, finally the moment arrived when I had my brief few moments with her. Below I try to capture my feelings of the momentus occasion.

O’ Monalisa

Now that I saw thee

Realized I did a mistake

I did not take a selfie

But I did solve the mystery

Of your smile

Must be smiling

Making fools of

Millions like me

Standing in lines for hours

For just a glimpse

Of thee

O’ Monalisa

I could have better spent

A cold November morning

Drinking coffee

Smile on Monalisa

Many a fools

Will definitely follow me

Shattered dreams of Super Bee Man

I was stung by a bee
Yesterday after lunch
I was hoping when
I get up in the morning
A new superhero will be born
The amazing Bee Man
Floating like a butterfly
And stinging like a bee
Alas, only lingering effect
A sight dull pain
Neither can I float
Nor can I sting
Shattered lies my dream
Of being Super Bee Man
Oh, if only I would have left
The stinger in place
And not pick it out
Of my flesh
I could have written
About the exploits of
Super Bee Man