It used to be Baby, ‘cos they saw I was young,
The one they looked after when her parents weren’t around.
Then, it was Didi – the elder sister,
A young adult woman without a ‘Mister’.
But 2 years of marriage and that was all gone,
Then I became Bhabhi, their sister-in-law! Continue reading The stages of my life
Men-Oh-Pause, give your wives a break,
Don’t get up and leave them to wash up the plates.
They’re on their feet before every meal,
Cooking and washing and keeping the home clean. Continue reading Men-Oh-Pause
Have any of you travelled by the NNMT buses here in Navi Mumbai? They’re surprisingly reliable, and have very comfortable benches, unlike the air-conditioned buses which have the most uncomfortable chairs. And all that noise and rattling can be pretty relaxing!
Here’s a poem for those of you who have stopped travelling by bus. Hope it brings back good memories. Continue reading The local bus
Just one spoon of oil ‘cos it’s good for my health,
Being active and happy is my idea of wealth.
We don’t suffer famine or drought, and there’s plenty.
Unfortunately, it just adds layers to my belly. Continue reading Just one spoon of oil
The roads there for walking, the streets are for parking,
The footpaths where we sell our wares.
The junction is where we stop to chat,
Though the signal is green and we’re causing a jam. Continue reading Start to explode?
Husband No 1 :
Nothing to do, nothing to do!
My poor dear wife has nothing to do!
I come home from work and the house is so clean,
She’s sitting around reading a magazine!
The food is all cooked and our ironing is done.
She looks like her day’s been a lot of fun. Continue reading A tale of two families
Hey diddle diddle there’s more on my middle,
I need to go down for a walk!
But when there’s sometime and the weather is fine,
I go meet my friends and we sit down and talk. Continue reading More on my middle