Due to popular demand and the impending presidential visit brouhaha Grumpyji is back … let the muttering and grumblin’ commence …
Naturally we need to re-establish the Grumpy Old ambience of the (y)Indian bande muttering of the old days … so I’ll start with a few choice images from the old blog … just to get us rolling before the Pakis try to blow up choti George tomorrow … bap re such times we live in …
‘Nuff said … now lets launch with a Nissim Ezekiel theme Mahurat
Goodbye Party for Miss Pushpa T. S.
our dear sister
is departing for foreign
in two three days,
we are meeting today
to wish her bon voyage.
You are all knowing, friends,
what sweetness is in Miss Pushpa.
I don’t mean only external sweetness
but internal sweetness.
Miss Pushpa is smiling and smiling
even for no reason
but simply because she is feeling.
Miss Pushpa is coming
from very high family.
Her father was renowned advocate
in Bulsar or Surat,
I am not remembering now
Surat? Ah, yes,
once only I stayed in Surat
with family members
of my uncle’s very old friend,
his wife was cooking nicely . . .
that was long time ago.
Coming back to Miss Pushpa
she is most popular lady
with men also and ladies also.
Whenever I asked her to do anything,
she was saying, ‘Just now only
I will do it.’ That is showing
good spirit. I am always
appreciating the good spirit.
Pushpa Miss is never saying no.
Whatever I or anybody is asking
she is always saying yes,
and today she is going
to improve her prospect,
and we are wishing her bon voyage.
Now I ask other speakers to speak,
and afterwards Miss Pushpa
will do summing up.