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London and the US. 1

Faux pas in Wiesbaden

En route to the city of London, I chanced upon a small and cozy party in the town of Wiesbaden. Here I met my old friend I. and naturally our conversation led us back to India and into my recent research about Indo-european stories. After a while, a woman sat close to us, casually eavesdropping on our lively debate as she talked to other germans. Eventually, I. asked me if I was looking forward to my stay in London. To which I replied "Well, I don't like english people in general, you know". I was going to elaborate and somehow justify the rather obnoxious statement but couldn't because the woman next to us burst out in a loud laughter that caught the attention of the whole affair of the party.
"Oh my God!" she said in tones of cockney. Athough she had been talking all the time in perfect german, she was a subject of her Majesty and just couldn't believe her ears.
What could I do? I stumbled upon an apology and tried to wriggle my way out of the hole surrounding me. To no avail - the english woman made it a point to let everyone know what had been the cause of her startle and indignation and I had to endure the ensuing dissaproval of the gathering untill retreating quietly back into my quarters.

Spirit

Now the cities are just scars
We gather around fires and streams
The night is thick and anyway
Filled with beasts and evils spirits
So shut your eyes tight.

Should they wake up
In the middle of your sleep
May the Good Spirit protect you
In your wanderings

But if you find the Secret gate
Back to the Golden Days
Don't forget to come back
And tell us the way.

(February 2009)

Sai Baba variations

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I just need
Jesus, Sai Baba and the profit
Mobiles, Parsis and pan
Everything is so familiar
Riding in this state bus
Through the Deccan.

(May 2007)