Once I was dead!!!

I died on a lonely Saturday night,

after eating Panner Tikka & Tomato Rice.

Since the day next was a Sunday,

at least a few, whom I knew,

dressed in white, came to see my last sight!

I lay calmly on my modest bed,

covered in a blue blanket up the chest.

Closed were my eyes,

and my face wore a troubled smile.

“Buba” my Best Good Friend,

with whom once I was partner in a fishing business,

was the first person to arrive,

and remembered the “War War” game we both played as a child.

Then came the old frowning pagan,

Whom I owe a debt of a thousand,

was sad by face, as I am no more,

the one who could only afford to pay him the Interest,

not the Sum for ever.

At the very end “SHE” came!!!

With her husband – the ugliest man in the world alive.

I knew she missed me,

Because, when alive,

 I too missed her,

and sang many a popular sad Hindi number.

As they all prepared for “The Last Rite”,

a sound was heard from my right,

I woke up to the sound,

Puzzled to find myself dreaming,

While the alarm kept on ringing.

(Wrote this poem back in 2011 when I felt really bored that day)