A Hole in the bucket!!

This song by Harry Belefonte, shows how lazy men are...

There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza a hole

Go fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
Go fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it.

With what shall I fix it, dear Liza dear Liza
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza with what

With a straw dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
With a straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, with a straw

But the straw is too long, dear Liza dear Liza
The straw is too long, dear Liza too long

Cut it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
Cut it, dear Henry, dear Henry, cut it

With what shall I cut it, dear Liza, dear Liza
With what shall I cut it, dear Liza with what

With an axe, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
With an axe, dear Henry, dear Henry, with an axe

The axe is too dull, dear Liza, dear Liza
The axe is too dull, dear Liza too dull

Sharpen it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
Sharpen it, dear Henry, dear Henry, hone it

On what shall I sharpen it, dear Liza dear Liza
On what shall I hone it, dear Liza on what

On a stone, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
On a stone, dear Henry, dear Henry, with a stone

But the stone is too dry, dear Liza dear Liza
The stone is too dry, dear Liza too dry

Well wet it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
Well wet it, dear Henry, dear Henry, wet it

With what shall I wet it, dear Liza, dear Liza
With what shall I wet it, dear Liza with what

Try water, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
Try water, dear Henry, dear Henry, use water

In what shall I fetch it, dear Liza, dear Liza
In what shall I fetch it, dear Liza in what

In a bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry
In a bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, in a bucket

There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza a hole

My first love letter!

The curls of your hair
Your honey brewed eyes
The touch of your fingers
Your red colored lips

The look in your eyes
Can make me dive into the Oceans
The words from your mouth
Can make me climb the mountains

The way you talk and
The stories you say
Make me wonder
Why havent I met you till today!

PS: Observe the variation of flow in the stanzas, intentionally done as it shows the way your mood changes

Just You!

The way you look at me,
makes me warm inside,
The way you talk to me,
Makes me feel like a child.

The way you touch me,
Makes me cold at my tips,
The way you smile at me,
Makes my heart flip.

The way you hold me,
Makes me feel complete,
The way you walk with me,
Makes me hope, for a never-ending street.

The way you sleep over me,
Makes me care like your mom,
The way you scold me,
Makes me kiss on your frown.

And yet if u ask me,
Why I love you so?
Say, To have you with me,
For ever and ever more!

My Unforgettable Era - GTS

Mumbai, a city full of dreams,
A thought only made me scream!

Left a piece of heart behind,
In search of a new life line!

10th November, was the remarkable day,
Was welcomed in a place, which has a lot to say!

Made my first gal pal, a feeling new,
Found Sandy, a great friend among the few!

Marathi it is!! I thought to learn,
Learnt all the "shiviya" inturn!

From a person who is so dear,
Never knew we could get so near!

Work began with a fine team,
Fun and focus was our theme!

Gupchap after lunch, was the start,
For friendships which are difficult to part!

Never realised that the time has come,
Good Bye! I bid in all its difficult form!!

A tribute to Nivs ---- Abbigaadu

It was the day that I looked into your eyes
All sweet and everything nice
Nothing special about the looks that we exchanged
but I knew for sure that everything had changed.


As long as the sky is blue I wished to be with you
but then i didnt kno dat time flew
and now i really need that wish to come true.

All i ever wanted to do was walk with you in the rain
Express all my feelings and share your pain
I never knew that what was to come
Would only make me insane.


Will i ever get to hold ur hand again
or will I end up walking on this land in vain

Sunset Wedding

The clock is ticking fast,
The moment has come,
The sea so vast,
On its day in time.

Dressed in the colors of twilight,
It seems to speak,
Calling the mock to its side,
For the story its about to strike.

A gal dressed like in a miracle,
Decorated in the best of form,
She is ready to walk the isle,
To be wed with her prince of charm.

The man adorns a Versace suit,
And a wide wide smile,
He is the only happiest,
To be married to his awaiting bride.

She has the tinkers in her eyes,
The reflection of the white sand,
Made up a blush on her face,
For she is gonna take his hand.

To him she wants to run,
Caress him in a hug tight,
Speak all that she can,
And take him with freight.

But she is walking with a stare,
At his dimples gorgeous,
Her heart pumping with no fear,
About her new life glorious.

He held her hand,
Touched her cheeks,
Took her by his stand,
And kissed her chin.

The priest said his words,
"I do" they say,
Music played in her mind,
With violins to sway.

They danced in the heavens,
A Godly feast meant to see,
A wedding in the Cloud nine,
Was like they were meant to be.

Being ME!

It's a GAL!! said the doc,
And the whole world fell apart,
Happiness crept into the mock,
To see a tiny life just start!

She began to crawl and walk,
And put her mom on her toes,
With her bro, to teach her talk,
She learnt to make no foes!

Feed Me!! was her favourite line,
A chubby and cute devil was she,
Cried for food always so fine,
Gobbled on chutney with idli!

At six, grew up with friends dancing,
She was a tantrum queen,
Bunked school just for playing,
Made friends which were so unique!

Cats, Dogs and chicks,
Wer her only kin,
Friends whom she cannot pick,
She always ran with an extra fin!

What a tom boy!
She turned out to be,
At 11, left all her soft toys,
For boys she could see!

Karate and sports her hobbies at teen,
Cars and bikes were her passion,
Study and Books she hated to see,
Bermudas and shorts, just her fashion!

Then an angel was sent from above,
Loads of affection that he showered,
She couldnt stop falling in love,
It was time for her to flower!

After an year or two,
He left her life,
And her heart, he left to sew,
And deeply cut like a knife!

She than learnt to live,
With no tears and only smile,
Made many friends who only give,
And walked with her every extra mile!

Laughs and dreams,
Later was all she had,
Games and screams,
Never left her sad!

Dont be dazzled,
By reading this,
Wont leave you puzzled,
That girl is ME!!