Chetto rendu chaya, Cheta iradu chaya

chetta dho cutting , chetta two sulimani

chettan’s chaya kada, our star buks kada

With no buks to pay, our own patu kada,

Sipping ginger cutting,smoking dinesh beedi

Burying all the worries, Brewing sulaimani

chetta what to eat, kadikan enthund

Kadikan appamund, to eat Iddiappamund

Kadikan porrotayund, to eat paratayund

Saipu launched Neilan (niel Armstrong), Chetta lauched kada

Chettan’s first order ,Neilan’s first words,

cheto oru kattan, kadikan enthund

Kadikan Puttund, putin pudiyund

Tea our hope, chetta our pope.

Tea our dope, chetta our chunk

(Patu means account or later will pay

Pattum means song)

Ain’t no stalker, Ain’t no stranger

Ain’t no flirter Ain’t no lover.

Ain’t no oogling, never been googling,

Ain’t no gazing, always been oozing.

Ain’t no boy friend, Ain’t no girl friend,

Ain’t no class mate, Ain’t no soul mate,

Ain’t know your name, Ain’t no one to blame.

Hey you hotshort, you my hot spot

Always lost out , Alwasy missed out,

Ain’t no lying, ever been dying

you my bistro girl, always be my mistery girl

High on toddy, smoking a kutti beedi,

Marching Left and right , beef on left, kappa on right,

About turn to order a Malabari chicken curry

No less money , no more penny,

Say no to your honey ,it’s all very funny

Bury all your worry, always be very happy,

Me , and my buddy, anthikallu mondhi

Oru mallu song padi

Titi…titi..tara…titi…titi…tai…titai…tak..tai..tai..tomm…

Indians call me NRI, mallus call me emirati

Arabis call me malayali, me living in dubai

Arabi drives in hummer, me always book an uber,

Arabi lives in 210 storey building

where i live in is a very long story building

Arabi and habibi dancing on the floor, to a Arabic tunes,

Me wearing sandak bata, moping the floor in the sand dunes

Arabi smoking shisha with his jokey habibis

Me playing fifa with my chuddy buddies

Arabi is aladdin living his fun filled arabian nights

me a Jinn trapped in this sunfilled dust bin rest of my cold nights

Missing all my kin,forgotten all their grin,

Me an Arabi born confused desi

GoodBye , good night, and Sweet arabian dreams.

King of western ghats, queen of Arabian sea,

A marvel land kissed by green miracle

A sun kissed coastline washed by blue waves,

Mother of spell binding mohiniyattam,

Father of mythical mystifiying

Kathakali,

A wonder land carved out of sea, by sage parashuraman,

A utopion state ruled by king Maveli,

Moorland of beautiful streams and valleys,

Heartland of valorous comrades and martyrs,

southern venice with lagoons and lakes,

Braveland enduring great floods and nipah,

My land, My home,My village,

my city, my state,My god’s own country,

ente keralam ethra sundaram

My kerala ever enchanted forever,

“

By the time,

By the time you enter into this world,

Your religions are defined.

By the time you enter into your childhood,

Your Educational goals are defined.

By the time you.enter into your teens,

Your career goals are defined.

By the time you enter into your adulthood,

Your.MNC and CTC are defined.

By the time you enter into your middle age,

Your responsibilities are defined.

By the time you enter into your old age,

Your medicines are defined.

By the time you enter into your death circle,

Your end time is defined.

Hey emotional machine box,

I’m not your God or your Godfather,

I’m your soulfull voice, hear me out

Time is right now, to Break the chains of religion

Time is right now, to enjoy the magical enchantments of nature,

Time is right now, to drown in emotional floods as a teenager,

Time is right now, to fall in love with your best half,

Time is right now, to embrace the miracle to create a new life

Time is right now, to guide new generation

Time is right now, to compose your exciting stoy into a novel.

Time is magic, Life a miracle

Tears dried up, eyes paled out,

Hairs thinning out, skin withered out,

clock tik toking , heart thumbing on and on,

my flesh, my bones,my morale,

my sleep , my peace, my spirit,

Slowly, steadly, surely,

Cancer eating away my soul of happiness.

You can’t cripple me, you can’t shatter me,
You can’t break me, you can’t kill me,

I still got faith, I still got hope,

Im a fighter,Im a soldier,Im a warrior,

I wont bow down, I wont fall down

Will battle you and conquer you

With my will power, Im a survivour.

A white man honoring A black man

A hindu hugging aMuslim

A young convict feeding an old helpless

A powerful nation respecting a emergeny nation’s freedom.

All families, all friends,All strangers

All nations, All foes, All religions,

Comming together for one goal,

With All souls, withall heart, with all spirit,

Hoping a wildest of wild dreams,

Lets all live in harmony, let this peace prevail for eternity

An ideal day of the week monday,

Buckle down to work and never get tired,

With loads of pressure and torment,

Pushing tuesday so you never get fired,

A Team under chaos, All associates in target frenzy mode

Grasp the grim reality boss,

it’s wednesday the anxiety day of the week ,

No time to think, No.time to sleep

Network is slow, life balance is low,

Stress and strain graph shockingly at it’s peak,

In all the madness seizures thursday is passing by.

Hiding behind heavy dope of hardwork,

Passing each haunting hour,minutes seconds

With all ray of hope pondering to exit early ,

An abrupt requirement springs up,

needs extension, needs my necessity

dripping into hopeless hollowish gallows

Freakish friday just traveled by , flanking me,

With an intension to work from home

Laptop holding me like a hostage,

Spenting weekend as an insomniac zomby,

Stalking the sunrise with my hollowed eyes

Just to my shriekingly horrror delight

The weekend just cruised by,

Here again , An odd reality struk me,

An ideal monday is ready to welcome me by and by.

All hollowed eyes gazing the haziness

Holding the growling torment of void stomach,

Feeding the destitute and groaning child,

No tears left to quench their thirst,

All poor souls crucified with a thistle crown of agony,

burning them alive on a pyre of hunger,

With a phony grin,

starvation waiting to end their lives.

All eyes are blind, all ears are deaf,

No mouth to speak, all morality dead,

Sinking in my own guilty,Tearing myself all the way,

In this Deadness of immersing reality, forced to live in this new sarcasam

In this irony called propsperous society

In this epic ecentric epicentre

HA…HA…HA…they call me a Joker