Hello everyone. Welcome to Edition 19 of the Valentine Day Crappy Rhyme Tradition on this blog.
I started this way back in 2008. People who weren't even born then are close to completing college now. Shows my age. I don't like to be reminded of my age. My receding hairline and creaky joints already do that for me.
Anyways, I think I should reduce this unnecessary rambling and jump straight to the action, so to say...
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T'was the year two thousand and eight
I had much more hair and much lesser weight
I was single, ready to mingle, with nary a care
But I had no date, my luck did not very well fare
So, I started to rhyme, resigning myself to my fate!
I tried crappy jokes, that sounded pretty funny in my head
But the girls didn't laugh, merely wrinkled their noses instead
Years went by without a single date, but I never gave up hope
As this annual whine on V-Day kinda sorta became my trope
My inner voice kept reminding me, "SRK, your love life is dead!"
But as they say, sabr ka phal is quite meetha
Even if it doesn't have as much sugar as Bournvita
The universe that had so far conspired to keep me woefully single
Did an about turn, with a move that made my spidey sense tingle
We met just thrice, and I was convinced my Ram had found his Sita
She said yes, I don't know why or how, a puzzle so knotty
I'd say it's my charm, but maybe that day she was temporarily dotty
After a brief courtship, a demonetisation era engagement and a nice wedding
As we entered our home as a couple and prepared our bedding
I wanted to be nice but my thoughts were really quite naughty
Years passed, but the naughty deeds yielded naught
The Universe is testing our patience yet again, we thought
Parents kept worrying about the dreaded biological clock
"You have been married for long, time to multiply your flock"
Temples were visited, and random astrologers' opinions were sought
We went to doctors, they said "don't worry, no issue"
By the way, do you pronounce it iss-yoo or ish-oo
And as more years passed, with no change in our fate
From one clinic to the next we went, becoming more desperate
Even as well-meaning relatives gave advice that we had to eschew
But, like my namesake hammed in that reincarnation movie
The one where Deepika sashays in to a song so groovy
Aakhir tak sab theek ho jaata hai, and if not, it's not 'The End'
After an interminable wait, the Universe did finally send
A bonny little baby boy with big beautiful eyes and skin so dewy!!
As the V-day rhyme goes, Roses are red and violets are blue
Our baby boy is so sweet and my darling, so are you
Every day I look at him grow, my heart full of cheer
I want to announce to the world, our baby boy is finally here
Flimon ki tarah life mein bhi dreams do come true!!!
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PS: Finally I get a chance to say to someone, "Rishtey mein hum tumhare baap lagte hain... Naam hai SRK"
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