kya mila mila hey hey mess(i)-kaka hey hey

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This one is dedicated
to
The 2010 FIFA World Cup South Africa
Ghana, Vuvuzela & Jabulani
Indian words marked with * meanings given @ the bottom
started at 15:50 hrs
ended @
2010/06/27
PS EVERYTHING IS LINKED WITH A WEBPAGE :))

The power of one hey hey
school for everyone hey hey
vuvuzela hey hey *
Its time for Africa

* vuvuzela is an african horn hig decibel deafening

Kya-Mila Mila* hey hey
Mess(i) Kaka hey hey
all the players marked
No game in Africa

*kya mila(hindi) for what did you get

South Africa hey hey,
Italy Serbia hey hey
gone in 1st round
No ball in Africa

Vuvuzela hey hey
deafening eardrums hey hey
Youtube has button
More sound in Africa


Argentina hey hey
coach has threatened hey hey
if the lose now
Naked in Africa

Referee fudging hey hey
no to replays hey hey
jabulani * kick
light balls in Africa


Sepp blatter hey hey
toothless FIFA hey hey
just no control
managing Africa

Tech Mahindra hey hey
Fly emirates hey hey
Coke to sing with
Sponsros in Africa

Rooney Beckham hey hey
Ronal-do/dinho hey hey
Drogba Ash Cole
#fail in Africa

Enjoy the worldcup
with all the shortcomings
but FIFA
BETTER LEARN FROM IPL WORLDTEL CHANNEL 9
KERRY PACKER
NBA F1 AND USPGA
HOW TO MANAGE MEDIA
TELEVISION AND TECHNOLOGY

Parody
Palat jaani
Idea and concept
NIL-ALISHA ON POWER MORNING CREW

Imagination AND WORDS mine, my acts from my son’s/daughter’s point of view
LAUGHING @ MYSELF
Song “Papa jag jayega” from HOUSEFUL

Written in 2 minutes 


Hamara time hai babu;
Tab tum ho gaye bekaboo;
Jawani chadi hai tumke;
Lagate ho tum thumke;
Gar tumne ye aisa kiyaaaaaaaaaa;
Kalikha mal jayega;
Ijjat utar jayega;


Amma cook ko lagaye hain;
Baba rasoi mein aye hain;
Bhat mein masoorchand chadhaye hain;
Ab tumne gas band na kiyaaaaaaaaa;
Khana jal jayega;
Dabba reh jayega;

Apni umar to dekh lo;
Kuch to hamre bhi chod do;
Na tum picture mein jaoge;
Ab makeover bhi chod do;
Gar tumne bal colour kiyaaaaaaaaaa;
Yeh sir jal jayega;
Ganja badh jayega;

to be born again

TO BE BORN AGAIN
to sumana, kaushik varun, sourav
the guys who were born on the same day


No pain
no stain
just born again
its a day
1st of may
but really
what a way

we are happy
very gay
hope our smiles
always stay
and @ times
when there's a tear
@ the earliest
may they clear

we have dreams
can write reams
but lets share an ice-cream
no more shouts
no more screams
no more wait
lets share a brownie
topped with chocholate

All i pray
you sashay
in the life
without "mayday"
and just when
you are down
whether am there
or out of town
just u stall
gimme a call
with just few words
will take up swords
to fight the grey
and those who prey

with surety
i can say
never feel down
if u hold
another hand
u can do
u can stay
just mind this
in this world
two is better
than one
when u reach out it is fun

happy birthday

guys this is from brain to keyboard

enjoy the difference
its different
neither hot nor chilly
its sweet :p
HAPPY BIRTHDAY

whats happiness its state of mind, its something money cant find

whats happiness its state of mind, its something money cant find

this is a song
which is the
State of Mind
Which I'm gonna be
For the rest of my life

PS:AM WRITING EXTEMPORE
WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT

FROM MY BRAIN TO THE KEYBOARD
USING MY FINGERS AS A GO-BETWEEN

THE
UNADULTERATED ME AS I AM
THIS ONE IS STRAIGHT FROM MY HEART
A HAPPY SONG @LAST
:)))))))
#GENRE COUNTRY
NO OTHER GENRE PORTRAYS FATHER SON STUFF BETTER


Well it was a day in 2k8
eighteenth April summer time
was sifting all the things
that dad had left
all his assets of his lifetime

there i found a wad of notes
the color of which was green
they were notes of five
and it made me dive
something i had never seen

some letters and pics
some parting gifts
some cheque-book counterfoils
one ATM card
one book by the bard
letters just stained by cooking oil

I remembered his words
that he always said
son fools build all the house's
wise men live there
give there children care
and looks after his spouse

Then i went to his room
and opened a trunk filled with
Christie n mills and boons
my memories jogged
to the 60's times
when he used to feed me
with a spoon

in my lap lay remote
and his leather tote
and his old sanyo walkman
all the music tapes
whic i learnt by rote
and copied like
african ape

Son happiness is something
that cant be bought with
wads of notes
it passes from dad
to his younger kids
and on the lap
on the bike and the swings