Here is a link to my poetry book.
Read and Enjoy, Poetic stories of an eccentric MBA.
A poem to a MBA batchmate shot dead
Dear departed Manju,
This is all I have to say
See you in heaven, man
We’ll be batchmates there someday.
We’ll play some football,
You would shout aloud once more.
To pass the ball, to pass it to you
And we’ll have tea afterwards, in the heavenly dhaba store.
You will sing again,
And we’ll drink again.
Goodbye till we meet again.