Rhymeless Reason

A personal take on how different countries handled the COVID-19 crisis so far? As the world is convulsing in its death throes, Who GOT it right and who GOT it wrong? Vladimir may not have Put in the effort to arrest the virus count from raising But Russian’s did bring down something else. His approval ratings. Johnson did not know if he should stay in or out. Was he in Brexit hangover? Boris(k) took too many chances and before it began, his game was almost over Morrison  may have got  beef  against China and demand an investigation He does not want them to go  Scott  free but is he running out of justification? Giuseppe let everyone ‘roam’ free as the world lost count of their fatality Now we don’t know if Italy can or ‘ Conte’ get back its vitality Jacinda h’ arden ’ed her resolve to impose tough measures to curb the spread Deservedly, her popularity soared in the land of flightless birds The model city of the world played so well until they got it wrong Circuit breaker - Did L

This was written right after Jayalalitha's death and the political drama that ensued in Tamilnadu, especially when the normally subservient O Panneerselvam suddenly turned rebel We called him subservient and we considered him dull Even as we credited him for taming the Jallikattu bull He didn’t do too bad weathering Vardah , the cyclone But has the resulting popularity left him all alone? His reticence was annoying and showed him as sissy Even as the state was gobbled up alive by the gang of Sasi The eternal stop gap man was considered too meek Until he developed a spine and decided to speak He might have been hiding his insults with tear and smile And that may have endeared him to the rank and file But spare a thought for state that is going through a slump Becoming a shameful spectacle to the world and being compared to Trump OPS might emerge the winner after throwing in his hat But he should remember that the winner of a rat race is still a rat The drama might get more interesti

(Wrote this based on the drama surrounding the arrest of His Holiness Jayendra Saraswathi Swamigal, years ago ) He was accused of being apartner in crime Wonder , wh at people won't do for a few dime Some say that he was responsible for getting into the mess Wonder, if they were right about His Holiness Sometimes we listen to things that we don’t like to hear Wonder, if we respected a sinner or seer The truth remains somewhere in the once Holy Mutt Wonder, if the seer would ever come out of the rut The Pontiff may prove that the accusation is just lame Wonder, if his reputation will remain the same He might have had too many criminals in his circle Wonder, if that mistake caused him the tickle Everyone is equal b efore the law, , said the court Wonder, why then are all the corrupt politicians out Wondered if it was a mistake to arrest ’ Jayendra ‘ Wondered, if it held a prelude to ‘end Jaya era ‘

We are part of a big complex game Where the rules keep changing and are never the same A game so old that the God created The rules so complex that no one is defeated Yet we believe to be better than the best  Looking to rule while being only a guest We divide each other with colour and race And fight so hard till we lose our face Do we need to know the how and why of this game Or is it enough to play the part that’s given to our name Sometimes I wonder why this game is being played Can we change the rules that are laid? In the Game of Life we might be a mere toy The realization of which might not bring us great joy Yet we don’t have the right to judge our role or ask how ‘coz small or big, good or bad, we are an integral part of the big show The show goes on and stops never If its not you, then there is always someone to carry it forever And we’ll be well served to remember the fact That we are not the actors but just the act… In the complex but beautiful drama that we call, Life

The World is becoming a  Dangerous  (Michael Jackson) and  Bad  (Michael Jackson) place to live in and there is no  Sign   (Ace of base)of  Harmony  that we could  Look  forward to. But, since  We Are The World, We Are the Children , (Michael Jackson) let us try and  Heal The World   (Michael Jackson) rather than trying to  Slip And Slide Away ( Laura Allen ) . So  Let Us Start My Friend Let Us Start  to make this world a  Better Place For You And Me And The Entire Human Race  (Michael Jackson)in our Living Years  (Mike and the mechanics)  Let us make this world a  Paradise  and Live Another Day   (Phil Collins) instead of shedding  Tears In Heaven   (Eric Clapton). We might face some minor Hazard (Richard Marx) and might have to make a few  Sacrifice   (Elton John) in the process, but with a little  Faith  (George Michael) we make this  Enigma   (Enigma)of life free of  Sadness .(Enigma) We might be Just Another Brick On The Wall   (Pink Floyd)  but the world needs these bricks to b

Ever heard about the scripts that seem to know our life The one that we seek when we have a mental strife They tell our story  that is to unfold Events that would shape our life until we get old When things are down we look for a glimmer of hope And what better way than to look for it through our horoscope Will the celestial objects align in our  favor? Can they shape future that i could savor? The future is usually predicted to be more pleasant Or is it just a relative comparison to the dark present But isn’t this present, future to a past!!! We may now know what future has in store And maybe also about the life before We may know about our Karma that led to this life And then about the stars and planets that cause strife But yet, all this knowing might not make life any better If anything, they might only make us more bitter After all, who wants to feel like a sitting duck Ruled by planets and controlled by Luck .

Is there a life after death, some wonder? But could there be a life without death, just ponder Why do we think it’s the roads end? While life is just taken through a sharp bend What do we loose, if there are no corners to turn Wouldn’t life be easier without having to mourn? Wouldn’t our lives be better with nothing to worry? How pleasant it would be, never to feel sorry Yet death is as real as reality can be Lurking in the shadows for you and for me Where there is shadow we know there is light It’s in the darkness we see that which is bright The end of the world to a caterpillar is the birth to a butterfly At the horizon, seems to begin the bright blue sky There is never a beginning without an end And life is always there waiting behind the bend Fear not the death and don’t try to hide For it’s on the death that life has its best ride