Thursday, June 28, 2007

ಬಳಸಿ - ಉಳಿಸಿ - ಬೆಳೆಸಿ

ಕನ್ನಡ ಬಳಸಿ-ಉಳಿಸಿ
ಅಂತ ಅದೆಷ್ಟು ಚಳುವಳಿ!
ಹಾಗೆ ಸದ್ದು ಮಾಡದೆ ಬಳಸಿ-ಉಳಿಸಿದಷ್ಟೇ
ನಾವು ಬೆಳೆಸಿದ್ದೆಷ್ಟು ನೀವೇ ನೋಡಿ -

School ಇಸ್ಕೂಲ್ಲಾಗಿ,
Master ಮಾಸ್ತರರಾಗಿ,
Fees ಫೀಜಾಗಿ, ತದ್ಭವವಾದ್ದು
ಹಳೆಯ ವಿಷಯ ಬಿಡಿ...

ಆದರೆ ಪೋರಾಪೊಟಾಣಿ,
ಅರ್ಗೆಂಟು - aka ಗೆಂಟು,
ಸೆಪ್-ಸೆಪರೇಟು
ಇವೆಲ್ಲಾ ಏನು ಗೊತ್ತೇನ್ರಿ?

ಇವೆಲ್ಲಾ ಕಬ್ಬಿಣದ ಕಡ್ಲೆ ಇಂಗ್ಲಿಷಿನ
Power-of-attorney, arrogant, separate,
ಇವನ್ನೇ ಬಗ್ಗಿ, ಬಾಗಿಸಿ, ನಾದಿಸಿದಾಗ
ಅರಳಿದ ಕನ್ನಡ ಕುಸುಮ ಕಣ್ರೀ!

ಇನ್ನು ನಮ್ಮ head(ಹೆಡ್ಡು ?) ಮಾಸ್ತರರ ಬಾಯಿಗೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿ
machine~mission , apparatus~operators
asterisk~ostrich ಆಗಿದ್ದೆಲ್ಲಾ
ರೂಪಾಂತರವಲ್ಲ ಅವಾಂತರವಷ್ಟೇ ಬಿಡಿ!

Least ಮಾಡ್ತಾ ಹೋದ್ರೆ
ತುಂಬಾ ಇದೆ ಬಿಡಿ
Tame ಇಲ್ಲ ನೋಡಿ; ಇದ್ದಿದ್ರೆ
ಹರಟ ಬಹುದು ಇದೇನು ಮಹಾ ಬಿಡಿ!

Friday, June 22, 2007

The Leela of Sheela ...

This one was written in a bus, on our way back from a team trip, for a colleague of mine (and his imaginary girl friend Sheela)... a little more than 2 years back !! Hope he's found his Sheela now :) !

Make do ...until creativity resurges :)


To the man that I found in you,
I'll tell you a story of Love, Untrue,
It started on the day you were looking at me,
Your piercing eyes just set my spirits free,
And when you walked with your manly stance in my direction,
My heart skipped a beat, in deep fascination,
You pulled out a red rose in that magical moment.
To think of you on your knees, sent my blood into a torrent,
My heart beat grew faster as you came close,
And all of a sudden, Life had a million questions to pose,
When I was in this ecstasy of my dream finally come true,
You walked past me and said, "Sheela, I Love you!"

Little Johnny in Phillie

I wrote this for a friend who went to Philadelphia
Censor Rating - 'A' ... :-)

Little Johnny is in Phillie
Jerking off with his willie
And all he wants to do is get laid
With the colleague,neighbor or the maid

He went to the US giving a bunch of reasons
But actually he wanted to mate in all seasons
And if he doesn't get his way,
I'm afraid he might just turn gay.

That might be a catastrophe for his family and all,
Although he might be just having a ball,
And so I wish him, as I lift up my glass of booze,
And hope somehow his virginity he will loose.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Rangaswamy and the Tiger

Rangaswamy and the Tiger... HILARIOUS...

Deep in jungle I am went
On shooting Tiger I am bent
Bugger Tiger has eaten wife
No doubt I avenge poor darling's life
Too much quiet, snakes and leeches
But am not feared these sons of beeches
Hearing loud noise I am jump with start
But noise is coming from damn fool heart
Taking care not to be fright
I am clutching rifle with eye to sight
Should Tiger come I will fall him down
Then like hero return to native town
Then through trees I am espying one cave
I am telling self - "Rangaswamy be brave"
I now proceed with too much care
From nonsense smell this Tiger's lair
My leg is shake, I start to pray
I think I shoot Tiger some other day
Turning round I am going to go
But Tiger giving bloody roar
He bounding from cave like shooting star
I commend my soul to Kali Ma
Through the jungle I am went
Like bullet with Tiger hot on scent
Mighty Tiger rave and rant
Rangaswamy shit in pant!
Must to therefore leave the jungle
Killing Tiger one big bungle!!
I am telling that never in life
I will risk again for damn fool wife