Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Obituary: Lakshman Kadirgamar

They shot you in your car,
They shot you in your shoes,
They made you pay your dues:
They got you Kadirgamar!

Their name you made it mud,
Their pride was burst by you,
Their ambitions you slew;
Their aim was now your blood!

Your cause you served it well,
You soldiered till the end,
Non-violence to defend,
Your glory will now swell!

Your death brings no sorrow
yours was the way to go!

Monday, August 15, 2005

An Indian Graduate's farewell song before he boards the plane

Two-ninety on the TOEFL test
Fourteen-fifty on GRE
So I am now ready
To attend the very best.
Don't want your TIFR
No school in Doon Valley
Don't show me a home degree
Just lemme travel far.

Those Americans will give me
Good worth for work done hard.
The fathers-in-law'll chase me
My money, success, green card.
What can your country get me?
Turn away, lemme step for'ard.