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WHAT  A  PLEASURE IS  THIS ONE ?

It was a dull an evening Sunday
Nothing except HCL,was in my stomach
Asked my daughter to prepare some snacks
Until now here,she cooked nothing for me...

I am crossing 57 annum in this life
Left to assist her Mom, my wife
Keeping rice in cooker washing plates
Called me, daughter to assist her there

Went with a knife and sat on a stool
Chipped the onions cut some greens
Locating the salt, scrapping the coconut
Mugging water and pouring in bucket

All these work done by me as assist 
What she spoke her college life and pals
Routines and projects pleasures and looks
Went while chatting along with her!

Ragging of juniors and cheating the teachers
Presentations, missed calls and messages
Loves and hates pals become partners in life
All jolly of studentship

I want to show what much my mighty
From my side spoke all, Pak to China
USA to USSR and UN to BRICKS
Modi to Sonia and Obama to Osama,

Within one hour we went round the world
Finally we saw the food is ready
Slowly...slowly...some Happiness came
Peeping in to the gate mind of mine...

One I never experienced and was a different
 New type of one which was not in wine
Not in many and not in money... 
 Nothing was like this, never I seen !

If anyone wish to have this mirth
Take a step of cooking your food
Chatting with your Daughter, Not
With your wife where you find Negative!

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