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Limerick #5

We fight and fight and fight all night,

To see the light nowhere in sight,

The morning dawn

And darkness gone,

We feel the sunlight shining bright…

It’s a sarcasm which I want to convey through the above lines that we can fight over things and want the nature to behave the way we want it too. But it works with it’s own rhythm and own beauty…

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Limerick #4

Father of four children, once upon a time,

Whose sons would just do nothing but whine,

One day He took them

Out, to show His work,

They understood; from that day, they were fine…

As the sons understood, hope we all children of the Father in heaven also understand…

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Limerick – 3

The art of mixing sugar, milk and tea

And the art of washing cups, to see

One to be prepared by you

The other be done by me,

Isn’t that what’s called a happy family?

Just a small state of affairs at all homes during lockdown. The otherwise trifle matter of making tea and washing cups have become a point of discussions with the range from how to wash them and which is the right method to wash the.

Making tea is an art. There are two ways practised in India. One add tea to boiling milk or second add milk to boiling tea. Both have their own different tastes, so I consider making tea an art. Even the Japanese would agree with me!🙃

Regarding washing cups being an art, ask the lady of your house, if you havent understand it till now. No one male would have been left without this experience during the lockdown days.

So just laugh and enjoy your tea!!!

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Limerick – 2

Me and better half had an arguement,

About the working of the government,

About what they can do,

And what they cannot do,

Meanwhile it fell, to our embarrassment…

Just a small joke on the coalition governments giving an example of a couple, their misunderstandings and how it leads to the fall of the government.