Wednesday, 7 December 2022
The truth about the Assam floods
Saturday, 3 December 2022
The birthday Party by Doel Sengupta
Sunday, 27 November 2022
Princess Garbage 27.11.22 by Doel Sengupta
Saturday, 26 November 2022
It's all about virgin birth
Thursday, 17 November 2022
The partition was a big joke
Sunday, 3 July 2022
journal 3.7.22
Monday, 27 June 2022
Journal 27.6.22
Dear Journal,
Deep within me is brewing a resentment towards Pa for many days. He sits around all day sleeping and watching TV. All the constructive work he does is play tennis in the morning, ironing and shopping for the house. That is a lot. But he is not looking at the future. He has given up.
My eyes get teary as I remember the ways in which he has humiliated me and put me down.
"Who do you think you are?" "you've started it again?" "So what if I restrict you. I am your father. It's my decision." I am so hurt — At the missed opportunities, at the dashed goals, at the hurt he causes. I think Buro has inherited this cruel streak from Pa.
I don't remember a single time when I've been encouraged by Pa. He has never ever said a single encouraging word to me. be it sports or art when I was small. He never watched TTTT despite me performing in it for over a year. When I share my goals with him he makes faces.
He doesn't listen to music, watch movies or read books. All together he seems like an abject failure. He has given up. He is not futuristic. I don't think he even cares. Because if he did he would say something.
He could engage himself in various ways. I've given him so many ideas. Write a book, give auditions or simply get a job. I see people older than him working in my office. He doesn't need a strenuous job, just something to keep him engaged.
I'll never sit idle like him. I'll work until my dying breath. I'll encourage because I have learnt that to not be encouraged is the same as being discouraged. I'll be kind to everyone. And I will express my love and appreciation freely.
He doesn't share what he thinks. He's always been like this — a closed shell, all clammed up.
The above said I am grateful to him for showing me the art of simple living and kindness. Well, crack a joke Pa. Laugh.
May be he is clinically depressed. Writing the above makes me feel that way. Well, pop the pills you give me, is all I'd like to say to him.
But I can't be so dismissive. Pa has stood like a rock when I've gone through tough times. I must be kind. I must love more. Accept him even if he feels broken and desolate. Nurture his ageing spirit.
The glow on his face, I would like to immortalise. The love he harbours I want to fill with more love till his cup runneth over. I forgive him for the many ways in which he has put me down. I'll never bring these up ever again. When you hurt only those close to you feel the smoulders. Muwaah to Pa.
Love Doel
Sunday, 26 June 2022
ponderings 26.6.22
journal 26.6.2022
Saturday, 21 May 2022
Journal 20.5.22
Dear Journal,
It's been a while since I've written. Many thoughts of a particular train of thought have been running through my mind for a while. Ma, Baba and Buro get very angry and irritated with me. This is also reflected in R, my boss.
I wonder is there something I'm projecting. May be I need to be more confident.
Regards,
Doel
Thursday, 5 May 2022
Victory is here
As I sit here vacant and drowsy my mind wanders, blazing trails.
Where is hope? What do I hope for as I seek the sun in my life?
May I make a drum with reeds? Or should I blow the conches of my mind?
Blazing trails my mind goes ever forward, ever towards the source of light,
Blazing trails my mind wails with the Summer Breeze
Not one to slight and tease, my many doubts, my many misgivings
As I blaze trails in the Sun, leading Victory is here.
Joy of giving
I know not whether you exist
But you must for I have borne your wrath
Faceless, mirrored in my doubts and the quagmire
Of my sufferings and in the joys of when I give
As you teach me that joy can only be experienced by giving.
Journal 5.5.22
Dear Journal,
How do I ever explain to any of my friends that I have not meant to hurt them? How do I ever tell them that I am ashamed at my mind's untruths and wanderings?
I don't know what the status of my job is but it's good to be financially secure. It's good to be able to give my father 10k every month.
My parents are my loves, my life, my reason to smile.
Ma is s beautiful. Pa is so handsome.
Love
Doel
Sunday, 24 April 2022
Journal 25.4.22
Dear Journal,
A girl will love nothing more than listening to praises about herself.
Yesterday I accompanied N to Xavier's for his shoot. Then I treated him at Quarter Deck. Well, he is good company but I definitely don't think of him more than as a friend. He praised me to no end and I felt good.
Today at 12 I hopefully smoked my last cigarette.
Regards
Doel
Saturday, 23 April 2022
journal 23.4.22
Thursday, 21 April 2022
Journal 22.4.22
Dear Journal,
Another day begins. Another day experimenting with positive thoughts. Another day to rise and shine. As I sit here in the VIBGYOR Vertex office am I happy? yes, given that the volume of work is less. Given that it gives me ample time to pursue reading.
This morning I had a dream that I was staying in a lavish hotel. I, of course, googled the dream. It means I'm not happy, but good times lie ahead.
Yes, may be I'm not happy but I'm trying to be. I'm trying my very best to stay positive. Recently, I've read a lot of literature about the power of positive thinking. From all the literature you can change your prospects by thinking positively.
The mind craves for something creative, something tangible in the way of success. And the mind shall get that.
Love
Doel
Wednesday, 20 April 2022
Journal 21.4.22
Dear Journal,
If you want to learn how to while away time learn it from me. I've becoming an expert at it with my new job. I could utilise the time to write; I spend my time reading.
I would love to be a successful writer — I've always been told I write well. It is the after the writing process that scares me. How do you get your manuscript to a publisher?
Also, I must quit smoking. Once I do life will be so amazing I'm sure of it.
I'm sure I'll have a great day. I'm absolutely sure of it. With boss stuck in a meeting all day how can my day not go well. I hope he likes my website work.
Dreams, dreams, dreams — without which man could never be. To fulfil all my dreams would bring happiness.
Love
Doel
journal 20.4.22
Tuesday, 19 April 2022
JOurnal 19.4.22
Dear Journal,
By the age of 37 I can conclude that I am a fool for love. The most unreasonable loves have gripped my mind ever since I was a small child.
First, there was N, then G (who I dated for two years), then Q, then S and seriously, I don't trust my imagination. Why would the mind want somebody so if never to have them? That is the question that you must ask even of having an imagination. Why hold on to something that is never yours. Why seek something that never will be.
Many from the intelligentsia like Albert Einstein have extolled the virtues of having an imagination. It's supposed to be a sign of intelligence. Ever since I was a child I've seen Ma talking to herself, lost in thought. I've never known anything better than having an imagination, drawing from the vast number of books I read as a child.
Buro on the other hand took on more from Pa by being sportive, driven and realistic with far more friends than me. How two siblings given the same environment can be so different?
Love is real. In fact only love is real. Love, love, love and live, live, live. I know this to be true by the extent of love I have for Ma, Pa and Buo. But love for a man. Ah! That's where life has got me. That has never been realised, hence has faded and is not real. I must say I will always love Ma, Baba, Buro, Dadu, Dimma, Dadu and Thama.
To love is reality. To love is the prophecy. To love men have lain their lives. To love not only for a husband and wife. Only love is real. But is imagination? That is the big question.
Love
Doel
Who am I
Am I listless prick as many would believe
Or am In someone who hates to bereave
At lost opportunities, at lost games
Or am I fairy waiting to take flight
Never to be tamed? I feel like I do,
A friendly feeling really but often
My actions prove this to be nary;
I feel for the world like no other
Kindness is my second name
And lofty dreams and ideals
Render me wild and untamed.
I believe in myself less now
As age has caught on
I also lesser now know
The tree from the cloud.
Am I defeated? No.
Am I wandering? A little, may be.
Am I seeking? Absolutely,
A life where I am free.
journal 19.4.22
Dear Journal,
The first of my many embarrassments notwithstanding my posts on Facebook were the many messages I sent Q, abusing his girlfriend.
Then all my posts this year on Facebook against Bachi K. Then my love letters to Sam.
All springing from my spurious hallucinations and imaginations.
So the question I am faced with is imagination bad. Ever since I was a young child, I gave credit to myself for my imaginations. But now I think nothing is more fascinating than reality. It's far more difficult and challenging to face reality than get lost in your own fantasies.
The phantom of the mind can be rendered helpless by squarely facing our circumstances and our purpose.
To be honest with yourself is far more difficult a thing than fantasising although it may not appear to be so.
There has to be a healthy balance: A vision, a dream, goals balanced with facing reality.
There can be no doubt that sometimes I feel guilty as to my conduct, but surprisingly the spirit is optimistic. This too shall pass. I shall overcome. I shall stand atop the mountaintop victory flag in hand.
There are dreams I don't give voice to but within is the determination that I will realise them.
Love
Doel
Journal 19.4.22
Dear Journal,
I became 37 on the 5th of March.
The start of this year wasn't particularly good. The end of last year was. I'm sometimes grappled with hallucinations as I was at the start of this year, thus making a perfect fool of myself. With it is the guilt that such illusions may bring — dreams of me being a RAW spy etc.
The world of my fantasies are sometimes far more interesting than reality itself. But I give up fantasies as I made a perfect twit of myself the first two months of this year, also missing office in the process.
I work at VIBGYOR with mixed emotions. The job is a lot boring but it pays. After having vented on Facebook I find people keeping a distance from me. But I am not defeated.
The general emotion is absolute victory, thanks to our practice in the Soka Gakkai.
Ma and Pa have grown very old, but they are even more delightful and delectable these days. Our practice has brought in good times.
I seek to be super rich, super victorious, a super achiever. I'm stuck at a job I don't particularly enjoy and I am looking for ways to broaden my horizons. I hope to write, write, write and be remembered for posterity. I want Ma and Pa to be alive forever. But alas we grow old as I have.
At 37 there is the problem of fading youth and forgotten ideals. The time where you seem to have realised your mistakes. I want to give up smoking completely. What a victory that will be!
Smoking seems to have slowed my brain down, but my inner life is vibrant and positively looking towards the future with hope.
A husband? Yes, please. thank you. A mere lover? No, thanks. I'll pass.
Whatever it is thanks is on its way as opportunities present themselves. Dreams that I fuel with my passions and love that I nourish with my being.
I love my parents and brother. It's so nice to have a family. And then there are Melon and Sadhya.
To giving up smoking. Cheers!
Love,
Doel
Sunday, 10 April 2022
Forgive me
Oh please forgive me my misgivings
Born of the dirge of flowing air
Where summer had once seemed searing
And where winter lacked a flare.
I come from lands unknown to you
I see what should be hidden
I speak languages you would ache to hear
So please forgive me my misgivings.
I hurt myself and others when
My mind plays tricks on me
I seek absolution by the hour
And the forgiveness of my misgivings by the minute.
I love like there is no tomorrow
Reality is calming and free
But really my mind gets steeped in sorrow
So please forgive me my misgivings.
I seek succour like I'd imagined I'd give
I ache more than I would like
Vindicated now, rising again
Please forgive me my misgivings.
Friday, 8 April 2022
fighting to be sane
Sunday, 3 April 2022
your aged self
on a hot summer day
Saturday, 2 April 2022
tormented twit
Friday, 1 April 2022
For the sake of
Trudging along
As I trudge along the dullery of life
Securing my belongings and my fief
I transform to become something more
Each day whether on a desert or by the bay.
As I see no beauty or no fascination
In a magpie's call, or no renunciation
In a flat monk's hall, As all I sought as special
Falls low on the scale I sight no dolphin nary a whale.
As life comes calling with the same mundane chores
I seek little but a broad vision I hold,
Making my way through the drudgery and dullery
I become happier, lovelier and more secure.
Wednesday, 30 March 2022
The dullery
The dullery overcasts the mind,
The shallow breathing makes one less kind,
The yearning for God's shade makes one satisfied.
Tuesday, 29 March 2022
Earth
Many lovely creatures
Tread this Earth,
Each with its own
Death and birth.
Many myriad colours
Paint this Earth,
Each with its own warmth,
Coldness and mirth.
Many beautiful happenings
Occur here, Each with its own
Lovely pain and symphony,
Creating rhythms never before heard,
Pause and Listen,
There is joy on Earth.
My love preserved
My love preserved in a little mug
With coffee in it with skimmed milk,
My love preserved on a rose bud,
With cream and love and all things sweet.
As I see the vision of God
As I see sharper each day,
The vision of God resides in me,
Beautiful queen of your heart
I see all that makes me beautiful
And pristine; so much love,
Lovely courage, Lovely love,
Lovely beauty, lovely heart.
Love forever, love forever,
Life comes a calling
Life comes a calling,
Calling by the sea,
Lovely life,
Smooth sailing,
Comes calling by the sea.
God
I go to the Church, the temple, the Gurdwara
In search of God and the divine wine
And in a moment so mundane he creeps
In my heart; God the benefactor, God the creator,
God within me and without me,
God everywhere, God, God, God!
Monday, 28 March 2022
Love and life
In each moment as I seek
Love and life, love and goodness
The madness that had gripped me eases
And with that life teases
Beautiful me, beautiful Autumn leaves,
Beautiful life, beautiful me,
Beauty in everything and the madness
Grips again to leverage victory,
Sweet victory, what sweet victory!
I find God
In the moonlight i think of you,
In the sunshine I find you,
In love I marry you,
In life I seek you.
Oh God, wherefore you are,
I find you at every turn.
Never fear
Never fear: That's the mantra for life
Whether you win or lose or face strife.
Never fear: A reason for victory
Even if the sun is all sweet dullery.
Never fear: A reason to rejoice
For all prayers are answered by choice,
It's never too late
It's too late to eat vegetables
Too real is your grief
As we defeat you and yours truly
By becoming one and our own chief.
It is too late to be old
Too late to be weak,
Summon all strength,
Live long,
Live well,
It's never too late!
A calling by the sea
Today love comes a calling
As I walk by the sea
On a wave in a boat;
What a lovely see!
Life comes a calling
In a wave on a boat
As I sleep in a fortress
After crossing a moat!
What a lovely life
Eternal and Immortal,
Lovely love lovely life
A calling by the sea!
Tuesday, 22 March 2022
mandy loses her phone at jw marriott
all phones unhacked 22.3.22
with respect
God's creation
Monday, 21 March 2022
love conquers all
Sunday, 20 March 2022
I am Jessica Lal
love conquers all
20.3.2022
Saturday, 19 March 2022
I bask in god's true wonder
Thursday, 17 March 2022
immortal love
Victory for all
Victory for all, says God
Because all get on God's goodly path,
For once we face his wrath the least
And for every man we save a beast.
Love prevails in my home
And hubbard takes a penitent turn.
17.3.22
Dhroomramas regrets psycheartistry
And loses his wallet at home without money;
All Siddy's wrongdoings are exposed
In the three o clock meeting as I repose.
I am married to hubbard,
My father goes blind
with tears in his eyes for
All the property fight.
He says Ill get arrested,
But actually he will.
And at 6 he decides to
Change his prayers
For some drill.
I solve a massive hunch
As they all leave for lunch
I solve a massive hunch.
Out of the trap at 1.30
I rejoice in love and life,
Not their cacophony.
All Nazis fall into the trap,
The war is won with
God on our side,
Wednesday, 16 March 2022
Life is a real wonder
Monima loses all,
And suffers a great fall,
For the heavens wrath in thunder
And life is a real wonder.
Dhroom ramas leaves the house,
As psycheartistry is abolished.
Life prevails, love prevails,
Abd for buo duty calls.
ill always be a journalist
I'll always be a journalist,
The best press council chairperson there is,
All bad scripts are burnt,
As the police goes on a witch hunt.
Tilotamma falls down
Love conquers all,
My job is secure,
My love is strong
As is the Universal song.
Life does prevail,
Psycheartistry is dead,
Tilotamma falls down,
As is the lovely song.
We are women
We are women that's the Truth,
Not on the iron or in the booth,
We are women who belong
To nobody but to the Song,
The rhythm of the Universe,
Our poetry is very strong
As marmalade on raw bread,
And as love on a boat,
Dhroomramas realises all
Today Backji gets on the path of good
And love prevails as it should,
I get married at 10 o clock
And all the Nazis do is fix the lock.
Tody forever we are immortal now,
Psycheartistry is dead,
Dhroomramas realises all.
live laugh love
I'm your eternal maidservant
psycheartistry is dead
dear god
Tuesday, 15 March 2022
letter to my children
letter to babama 16.3.2022
immortal life
victory resounds in the air
have a good day
Monday, 14 March 2022
Love conquers all
Love conquers all!
All arrests are effected by 5.45,
dhroomramas leaves the house,
Psycheartistry is forever gone.
Shendge submits himself to the Army!
All together gone!
All my children are immortal
All my children are immortal
And Backji can never them throttle;
Her hands are weak, her head is low
and she doesn't know how to continue the show.
Sunday, 13 March 2022
Napkins
There were napkins in the towel
And napkins on the stair,
There were napkins on the table
And napkins in my hair.
I stole no napkins but
I used them to stop the bleeding,
I put napkins on my lap
To tire me from the feeding.
Napkins, napkins
So many napkins,
Such veracity
When you work
With napkins.
The Orangutans bleed
Psycheartistry is over;
The world has come to a standstill;
The Orangutans bleed in wonder,
While the Army has them arrested.
Backji gets arrested
Backji falls flat on her face,
And messes up all she wants to say to Rusko.
She gets arrested on an immediate basis
And that is the meaning of Victory!
My love preserved as strawberry jam
No more killing me,
No hospital to go to,
My love preserved as strawberry jam.
My love preserved as strawberry jam.
Saturday, 12 March 2022
What is really happening at QTP
how does fake news get produced
The day is beautiful
Friday, 11 March 2022
acb and bachi arrested
poirot arrests all
q gives up
psycheartistry is over
Psycheartistry is over.
Ma prays for it,
Baba reduces the pills drastically and not
bit by bit.
Life is good now,
Enkay retires to bed.
Sanbo and Aha get reduced to ashes next.
Rasha leaves behind his gay man
Jostling of all nurses begins and soon
Rasha leaves behind his gay man.
His mother shouts at him loud
And they hear the Nobel Prize out loud.
namita takes over
Dhroomramas gets arrested today
In a very big big way.
All psycheartists get arrested as
Namita Devidayal takes over as toi chairperson.
I leave the office in a state of glee
Rasha breaks Manro's bank account,
Sanbo lies in a pit with Shashigna,
All the better worlds are here for me.
I leave the office in a state of glee.
Jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
On a one-horse driven sleigh.
Happy we, happy Nobel
Happy we, Happy Nobel,
Pin drop silence from 2.30 to 6.
I pack up at 5 o clock
And depart for home in my
Throne. I reach home and message Rada.
My business kicks off in a big way!
Thursday, 10 March 2022
Love is all that flows through us
Only love wins! Love is all I've got!
Time is all we have, space is all we are
And love is all that flows through us!
Love is all that flows through us!
The Truth prevails
Just like that Hubbard's first wife decides to
Burn all documents in a jiffy. A mass burning happens
And that is clarity! Didas, Prabhas and their men
Lose the plot with the hen. The hen gets lost
And is lost.
Depending on life, girls remain
And that is the meaning of good rain.
Many good people unite at 12,30 and Hubbard divorces his first wife at 1.30.
Victory for me, victory for all!
Justice is served! The Truth prevails.
Namo under arrest
Choom and Navzar get together
At the Blue Lagoon! they exchange notes and
Chit Chat. He doesnt meet me now
As Fab India shuts down.
Choom is under heavy arrest along with
Namo! That is what it is!
Aha loses
Nash forgets his watch and phone at home
And screams "Aha Aha!" Soon Aha gets
The better of him. Aha shuts all devices and runs
To the police to complain about me. Backji takes over
And Aha is fried and that is when Dad disowns her
Right there! Choom is also disowned by him,
so is monima! Thats his final decision.
Victory for me, victory for all!
Justice is served by a loving God.
Fab India shuts down
Fab India shuts down at half past twelve
For a long time. All papers are burnt,
They bask in the sun. All papers are taken to
Locker D and burnt there. Nice and free.
What great glee! What great glee!
All papers are burnt in the sun
And the congress wins!
fab India shuts down today.
Victory for me! Victory for all!
Happiness reigns in our lives that is all!
Psycheartistry is dead
When today I am at home with Mom, I leave seamlessly because Mom knows best. She prays very hard now for psycheartistry to end.
Hat tim a tim tim
Hat tim a tim tim,
Tara mathe mare dim,
Tader khada duto singh,
Tara hat tim a tim tim.
Just like that
Just like that
There was a hat.
Did you tke it dad?
Yes, so I want it back,
You are not that old.
Be youthful and all,
Stand tall,
And let's have a ball.
Kill me no more
Kill me no more,
Kill me no more,
Kill no one.
Submit yourself to the cops.
The army surrounds Backji and Privak.
And also Voldemort is now sacked.
Soon everybody loses the plot.
And it gets really really hot.
I end this poem with a dot,
Today Victory resounds in the air!
Greta loses all her hair!
No cake for me that is a given.
So no birthdays with Rasha and his men.
The clean chit arrives
The clean chit arrives well in advance;
All pills are stopped forever and burnt!
The real medicines only flood the market.
Chyavanprash is for all men.
Ma falls in love with Pa again
Ma falls in love with Pa again
And when there is rain God bestows goodness on all men!
The roads are back to normal soon
And I live in glory under the full moon.
The moonlight shines on my hubbard and kids;
And soon life regains its colour and form.
at 3 when the Nobel announcement is made
VIBGYOR suffers a heavy raid.
Rusko let's it be and all accounts are settled.
No one is sacked. Rasha leaves with his men.
Packo leaves for work
All my movies get on track,
I give up flirting and philandering with men.
kill no one no more no more me to kill.
Everything plays out as God wills.
God doesn't feel all his believers deserve him.
God reigns on Earth!
Arhab loses the test at 11.
At 10.40 Packo leaves for work, her dad by her side
Through it all.
Greta loses
Greta! How dare you steal the Nobel,
The nobel is mine that;'s all I can tell.
You are losing in a big way today.
No more victories for Nazis this point onward.
Komal leaves the home
Hubbard, hubbard, what's in your cupboard?
Some tart and a whickey bottle?
Drink up at eleven.
Hubbard dearest you are mine forever
That is the reason I'll never leave you.
Boochax you are my favourite person
In the whole world. Komal has forever left the home.
God defeats all the nazis
Today all psycheartists let down their arms for the final time
And leave Backji and Voldemort forever.
Voldemort and Backji get affected by glass
And Backji breaks a unique vase.
She cries at her helplessness.
God defeats all the Nazis at 11.
Shyam leaves
Rusko gets up from his seat at half past ten
And blasts Shyam and his mother clear out of his den.
Soon Kavka understands the meaning of her name
And realises the fault was never in the stars.
Ma and Pa pray for psycheartistry to end.
Shyam loses very badly today.
We Jews win the World War in such a big way
That there is no saying how we win
So bigly any way.
So now as I claim my Nobel Prize at 10.30
Shyam and his people leave VIBGYOR,
The meaning of Rusko
Today for all time Pa gives up flirting
And is sweet to only his wife till 10.15. Once he realises now
That Packo is his daughter. Backji gets arrested very badly and send Bojo for slaughter.
Soon, all shyam and all get arrested very badly
And the Army rises up fast
To create some drafts
As all generals lie low!
That is the meaning of Rusko.
Rasha is sacked
No fighting, no arguing with me;
I leave the office by 4.30; still in office but at home;
My mother prays to end psycheartistry!
I live up to the ideals of a President
And strawberry jam arises everywhere!
Dhroomramas leaves the house
And Ma and Pa rejoice!
Keekaw forgets his pencil drive
And Rasha is sacked at 10 o clock.
jill is happy
privak and backji arrested
rasha loses his job
work is smooth
life is now a work of love
the govt has fallen
didas loses
no more plagiarism
all nurses leave
backji arrested
no psycheartistry
buchchax wins
krao krao turns into a monster
dhroomramas gives up
tarot tarot
kindness and courage
life has gotten difficult
just like that
oprah is arrested
Wednesday, 9 March 2022
victory for all Jews
mengle falls in a pit
will you marry me sam
for my shonas
I reunite with my husband 9.3.22
Today I reunite with my husband
And go my way again,
Good tidings for me forever
And I live well alone!
Good luck shines on me
As God wills for me now.
All the spread is good.
What a wonderful thought!
Not as bigoted as Uncle Sam 9.3.22
Love prevails on Earth,
Like a phoenix rising high
Up Up Up upward into the sky
This day when goodness is born
And love is no more like a thorn;
A day when goodness comes calling.
God claims his bugle
And let's the thunder roll!
All Nazis pack up
And out on boats they row!
Love comes calling
And I apologise
For becoming as bigoted
As you Uncle Sam!
Kill me no more:
Psycheartistry is dead!
All Nazi and Nazi abettors are now put to the test!
They are all under arrest!
Victory, victory, victory for all!
And I dance at a massive ball!
Love calls, love calls, love calls!
Immortal winning life
Immortality is here.
That's the clarion call,
That's God's love,
That's the dove
Of peace and love and respite.
What a winning life!
What a winning moment.
Hubbard comes to the cupboard,
Finds two bottles of jam,
Left with all his son's love
He eats it with his hand.
Today all Nazis fall hard
And make everything on tard.
Immortality is here.
What a winning day!
What a winning life!
What a winning smile.
Tuesday, 8 March 2022
Life is good
Life is good,
Life is brilliant,
The computers are mine
And that is a given.
Life is brilliant,
Life is great,
Full of love
And God tp take.
What a super wonderful day
Just like that life is awake,
For all of us to take!
What a wonderful day
By the bay!
What a super wonderful day!
Happiness is here to stay
Happiness is now here! Happy happy
Dappy dappy, gappy gappy, bappy bappy!
Life prevails. All jews get periods and avoid doctors!
My appointment is confirmed:
All psycheartists give clean chits,
What a win!
What a din!
No sin, no sin.
Happy happy, dappy dappy, gappy, gappy,
Bappy Bappy!
No more psycheartistry!
What a pleasant day!
Happiness is here to stay,
Father wins
Backji looks to dial a number
For her ailing broken finger,
she picks up a pin
And pricks her numb self
And worsens the effect of breakage then.
Psycheartistry is over,
psycheartistry is gone!
My father works hard,
We are all immortal now!
Rusko wins
Life is amazing, life is so good!
Love prevails as Raja woos Ahen,
I get a raise and a promotion
And also my own book and pen!
Raja gets arrested. Rusko bans him
From ever entering the premises.
I leave today at 5
I leave today at 5 and Raja makes a hive
With bees in it for Ahen and soon the Nazis
Are ten! One by one they fall: All st once they stall
And I leave today at 4.
Nazis fall down
Raja puckers, Raja stutters,
And loses all today
For all time, what a crime!
He gets arrested for being
A psycheartist! All Nazis fall down!
Happiness beckons
Happiness comes close to me,
It beckons me and I say,
Why forth should happiness just beckon me?
What about Nazis?
And happiness says they will be happy in jail.
So off they go to jail.
Backji broke her finger
Backji broke her finger,
Wow what a dinger!
All credit returns to the
Rightful owners
And all Nazis go
Into the dungeons and get arrested.
All Nazis arrested
All Nazis lose the plot,
But with God they never rot;
So they pray to be good
And remove their hoods
And submit themselves to
The Armed Forces.
Derrick loses
Buffalos all get together and dance,
As Derrick goes for a bath,
He shaves his moustache with
Soap lather and falls in the tub
With all his gunter. He sees the
Evil he has done and sits
And prays for goodness to come.
He realises that he has lost!
And submits himself to the cops.
Tintin was with Snowy
Tintin called out to Snowy: "Snowy, snowy, snowy. Where do you goey?"
Snowy gave him a nonchalant look and gruffed.
Soon, Tintin realised the significance of Captain Haddock and his wife.
"Mother!" he said. "We are good to go."
"Thompson and Thompson do every thing."
Dimor prays
The day was a good one. Dimor was very worried. She had kept all the fish in the basket, working towards salting them. Soon she heard a siren call.
She went up to Sado and told him to keep an eye on the fish. She rushed out of the house. The siren was calling her. She was walking against a blistering breeze.
Sado called out to her: "Where do you go Dimor!"
"To the siren call."\
Dimor pulled up her skirt. The breeze was now blowing up into a full-blown gale.
Hailstones started falling all about her.
She went by into the corner of a road by the bend sat down and joined her hands in prayer.
Krao loses the plot
Krao loses the plot and gets boiling mad
As it is very very hot;
He gets puckered and pinkered
And plucked; All psycheartists
Are arrested sharp at 11.
All psycheartists lose the plot
Because it is very very hot.
Life is good
Life is good, I win at ten
And then in every moment
Around the bend.
Life is good, I win all the time,
And with it does God chime,
I rhyme, I rhyme.
Life is good, love prevails
And so do I remain awake,
What a wonderful life.
The Devil's advocate
The advocacy of Law
When there's mutiny all around
Is freedom to the soul
As love is out of bounds.
Life prevails for real,
Love accomplishes all
As all devils we,
Stand bold, wise and tall.
Monday, 7 March 2022
sanskar wins
Sanskar becomes BSG President at 2 forever, shining brisght
As a dark knight. He fulfils the prophecy set by God!
What a winner is Sanskar! Victory for all!
Rusko wins
No cake for me, no cake at all!
Rusko blasts Dhroomramas sharp at a quarter
Past 12oclock. The nobel Prize comes to me!
Water for me, water water please.
All psycheartists gone 8.3.22
Mengle hands over a fine certificate,
Hoping to kill everbody in return;
The cops run helter skelter
And arrest within their own system
All those who have faltered.
By 2 the coast is clear
For good cops to arrest all those psycheartists.
Dhroomramas realises all 8.3.22
Dhroomramas realises that I was murdered
And loses all patience for psycheartistry to get over;
Life prevails as a set task
And soon all lovers meet under the sun.
At 12 sharp the worst are sacked.
And my rg watches my back.
Moonlit love
My love is one for God,
All for one under the sun,
Under the lovely sun,
Moonlit sunshine,
Moonlit passion,
Moonlit gratitude,
Moonlit love,
Moonlit dove,
Moonlit life.
My love under the moon
And sun the same.
Done and dusted 8.3.22
Choom accuses all psycheartists and Raja
and falls into penury with Krao Krao.
Under absolute arrest the fake news agencies are busted
As i win today done and dusted.
Rusko serves jam 8.3.22
Archie and Rusko get together at 12.O,
They kick up a storm over the Soka Gakkai scam,
Rusko serves bread with jam.
Dhroomramas leaves
Dhroomramas realises all
And in the end leaves for jail.
On the rail the people
Celebrate the death of psycheartistry.
Roses are delivered to me,
My mother cries over her fallacies.
All people rejoice
As all psycheartists are arrested.
raja kills no more 8.3.22
Dhroomramas unites with me
Dhroomramas reunites with me,
Ramas gets dahi and sweetmeats,
Dhroom gives the clean chit to Buchchax
And soon we dance in Wonderland.
raja loses his job
Sunday, 6 March 2022
kill me no more
love live and laugh
krao loses all 7.3.22
7.322
the clean chit
The day is won for all 7.3.22
My honey's love is sacrosanct,
With him I move to Venus z eleven.
Today at eleven all plots are busted
And soon all NKs get evicted.
Life is good, the day is won,
As we sing and dance
and bask in the sun.
Arkbee loses the plot
Arkbee loses the plot
And that's when all his hair rots;
He makes sure there is no money
For all good people in ceremony;
The cops chase him to Timbaland
And he gets arrested sharp at eleven;
He loses the plot, all his rots,
What a pity to be Arkbee.
all psycheartists are dangerous
mengle loses it
all psycheartists arrested
ghanta to bubblegum
ghanta to birdgirl
birdgirl to cressy
cressy to birdgirl
bellboy to cressy
birdgirl to bellboy
shabana to ghanta
ghanta to applegum
don Juan to cressy
dhroomramas gets arrested
psycheartists arrested
jhoom and dhroomramas get lost
choom arrested
Dhroomramas loses
quckdo leaves
Dhroomramas on petrol
monima and dhroomramas arrested
Saturday, 5 March 2022
the moon shines bright
victory
mengle disappears
psycheartistry is dead
mengle falls down
absolute
Thursday, 3 March 2022
love in a golden glove
today 4.3.2022
Wednesday, 2 March 2022
Dhroomramas gets arrested
Dhroomramas has left
dhabale
Tuesday, 1 March 2022
Freedom
pickets there to traverse
I'm never getting arrested
love prevails
I'm never getting arrested
All hospitals shut down
jangra arrested
Blueberries in your mouth
Voldemort is arrested
All Nazis put in jail
All Nazis arrested
love me do you?
arhab's death
Monday, 28 February 2022
1 sun lotus
no life without wife
sunset
my cake is ready
arhab
lovely life
my love on my mind
mon prie
scamsters defeated
victory in the sliver
Sunday, 27 February 2022
birds flock
strawberries are cool
Saturday, 26 February 2022
Dhroomramas leaves
Thursday, 24 February 2022
neel gets arrested
Wednesday, 23 February 2022
Victory for goodness
Raj: I'm leaving this office!
Sid: let's get out of here! King is sacked.
Ra: So am I
Man: Out! All of us. king help me get sacked.
Ne: Yes King please
Victory: Victory for goodness!
Happy new year 2
Psycheartistry is dead, it's gone
What is born? Is love from Justice
And Judgment. Together flying
In freedom: Jobs secure, the impostors
Depart to the land of the Departed
So harp on me and I harp on you!
What a beautiful wonderful day:
All next year: Happy New Year!
Nobel Prize
Furore over flights
If you leave today at half past four
There will be a major furore!
Over the estates, over our flights
So let's give them an unrest cure.
PHANTOM STORY
Pycheartistry is dead! Great great becomings
Become longing for them!
Life is brilliant! God serves Justice!
The Prime minister of India
Is just being arrested!
Will you marry me?
If you will I'll tell you something:
I am the fearless Nirbhaya,
Fearless as the phantom
And the ghost!
I haunt you in my dreams
And that is what it seems like:
A wonderful phantom story
For an immortal world.
Jam
Great love is like mulberry jam,
The mulberries ripen and soften
In your palm. Life is for living
And loving; That is the secret:
Plum jam in your head.
No succour for twit
What a wonderful beautiful day it is,
The tormented twit is at KK's mercy;
He pines and yearns for some succour
But gets sacked immediately.