Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.

आम्हां घरी धन शब्दांचीच रत्नें | शब्दांचीच शस्त्रें यत्न करुं ||
शब्द चि आमुच्या जीवांचे जीवन | शब्दें वांटूं धन जनलोकां ||
तुका म्हणे पाहा शब्द चि हा देव | शब्द चि गौरव पूजा करुं ||
- abhang of Tukaram Wolhoba Ambile of Dehu

There's No Freedom Like That of a Child's Imagination

கடலுக்கு உண்டு கற்பனைக்கு இல்லை கட்டுப்பாடு

Monday, December 12, 2011

The Matheran Song

The Moon in Matheran, they say is mighty fine
The Moon in Matheran, they say is mighty fine
It looks like yellow custard, or olives soaked in wine.
It hides among the teak trees and chills you up the spine.

[Chorus:
Aila I want to go,
Uima I want to go,
Show me the way to go home. (repeat)]

The Horses in Matheran, they say are mighty fine
The Horses in Matheran, they say are mighty fine
They tend to bolt in panic if you fall out of line.
Most are scared of puppies, the rest are scared of swine.

[Chorus]

The Lodges in Matheran, they say are mighty fine
The Lodges in Matheran, they say are mighty fine
Their bills are trigonometric with tangent and cosine.
All are horror stories of interior design.

[Chorus]

The Chikki in Matheran, they say is mighty fine
The Chikki in Matheran, they say is mighty fine
Some is soaked in glucose, the rest is soaked in brine.
Those that are not acidic, are very alkaline.

[Chorus]

The Trains in Matheran, they say are mighty fine
The Trains in Matheran, they say are mighty fine
They bore you halfway uphill, and take up all your time.
It's simply easier to run up the railway line.

[Chorus]

{Dedicated to all those who find Matheran very boring. Tune and rhyme ripped off from "The girls in the army", which I knew in childhood.}

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