Summer sale on for winter wear,
I just can't wait for that
retail salesman and his
market theory that always wins.
At sultry Chennai, it's a jest,
but I'm hell bent on
buying that glossy jacket
to sweat n cook in it...
As it's winter here for me, in May,
middle of the great Indian summer;
where is my soda lemonade?
That boy drank it all, years back!
I just can't wait for that
retail salesman and his
market theory that always wins.
At sultry Chennai, it's a jest,
but I'm hell bent on
buying that glossy jacket
to sweat n cook in it...
As it's winter here for me, in May,
middle of the great Indian summer;
where is my soda lemonade?
That boy drank it all, years back!
2 comments:
Long live consumerism!
Why did this poem make me smile?
Sam. the whole poem is a metaphor to someth else, to life. yeah consumerism is life these days i guess. it made me smile too. ideally it should hav been a laugh. but i cant laugh at life cos im deep in it. i will b laughing at myself na. glad it made u smile too.. :-)
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