Friday, June 24, 2011


Your words remain
Well-spent at
Twenty rupees a letter

Shining on the board
In an unknown font
By an unknown artist

Don't blame the painter
He doesn't know enough
To know what is lost
In the games letters play

Don’t fret, we’ll understand
We are used to the quirks
As your shop proudly proclaims
‘India is Grate’


Vidya said...

Horn OK Please!

RagzZmatazZ said...

hahaah.. loved it !

Parth said...

@Vidya: At least that is spelt correctly :) I think I have a blog entry with that title. Good to hear from you after a while.

@Rags: Thanks much :)