We went in search of them
They who lived bare
Survived on what they found
In places where no men dare
We went in search of them
We lived in tents so bare
Walked with blisters on feet
And rejoiced on things, earlier we would never dare
V graduated from rum to scotch
From boys we turned men
We spoke bot women, now bot daughters,
We r 40 now, we were 17 then
Running from hostels to classes proxied
Copying assignments, sipping tea
Whistling to windows, tracing GTs
Beating up profs n shouting in glee
Appearing for vivas or job interviews
Life was never easy but always fun
Then it was at the boss’ beck n call
We enjoyed it seldom sitting, always on the run
We ran marathons,
We turned the tide
When troubles were knocking
We took them for a ride
Took a dip in the Kumbh
Happens once in a dozen years
We washed our sins
Allayed our fears
We went in search of them
But soon it dawned
We lived lives better
And inside us, THEM, we found!
THE ROCKING SADHUS
THE ROCKING SADHUS