at the farewell party to ms. pushpa .t.

at the farewell party to ms. pushpa .t.
(with sincere due apology
to great poet late shri nissim .e.)

life for working lady
is full of difficulty!
just other day I am attending
farewell party, for ms.pushpa.t.
(nice lady, my section only!)
one mr. john, is sitting in my next chair
in office, he is on another floor
some times meeting on stair
always smiling, rarely talking.
anyhow,
he is giving me something
wrapped in paper towel.
innocently, i am taking
it is hot dog, he is telling
at once i am dropping
my kanjeevarm saree spoiling
but i am not at all caring!
how he can do like this?
i am chaste high class lady
is he not knowing or what?
everyday I am putting
sacred ash on forehead
(after bath and prayers)
is he not seeing or what?
internally i am boiling
but externally only smiling
and sternly telling
sir, i am not taking dogs
whether hot or cold.
but he is only laughing
as though i am joking!!
what he will understand?
(may be taking cow and pig also!)

but one thing i am confiding
in you only, why because
like me, you are broad of mind!
in the speech, they are mentioning
spirit, suddenly it is clicking
like word association
that's why i am telling
wine, i am liking
and sometimes also taking
somewhere i am reading
its nectar of gods
( goddess too, you think?)
anyhow, its made from fruit only, no?
but still
whenever I am partaking
i am also caretaking
not to mud sling on family name
and using steel tumbler only
so nobody is guessing
because as high class lady
i am very mindful
of family name , decorum,
and other things.


here is the link to the original masterpiece
http://audiopoetry.wordpress.com/2007/08/22/goodbye-party-for-miss-pushpa-ts/