D’ revered Decemberians….I salute

December, a month auspicious,

born scores of noble souls

reckon a few of them

me being a tiny soul,

dream for an alike fame

raise d' hat, bend a bit, pay tribute

d' revered Decemberians, I salute 

Rajnikanth d' superstar,

born on 12th of December

in d' metro city Bangalore 

once grappled as a bus conductor

Toiled for an elite post in Industry,

to be d' top paid actor in d' country

2nd top in Asia, next to Jackie Chan

admire d' awful Decemberian

Countless followers

turn maniac, no other go

to watch his releases,

d' first day, d' first show

Yuvraj Singh, d' zestful Jatt boy,

loomed in Chandigarh's cricket sky

born on 12th of December

the avid, jubilant cricketer

An astounding batsman,

d' heartthrob of cricket fans

smashed six sixes in an over,

a thrilling world record

In T 20 world cup match

gripped fabulous catches

In 12 balls hit d' fastest 50 ever,

I adore d' glorious cricketer

In the 2011 World Cup,

created thrilling moments

for his stunning performance

adjudged Man of d' tournament

Sri Atalbihari Vajpayee,

a promising bachelor

d' esteemed soul born

on 25th of December

Most memorable,

modest Prime minister

a journalist, a poet,

a great national leader

MP, lower house nine times,

upper house twice

an eloquent orator

Best parliamentarian,

a Padma Bibhusan

august human being,

a gem of a person

Showed youth d' light,

lifted d' nation to a new height

an amazing Decemberian

I venerate d' sparkling jewel,

again and again

On Christmas day,

an eminent soul born,

with fragile health, a frail body,

a genius, Sir Isaac Newton

An introvert, profoundly shy

shunned bouncy guys

A devoted reader, philosopher,

a glaring astronomer

Adept in analytical Geometry

found out binomial theorem,

d' celestial mechanics, 

laws of gravitation

Ventured d' grinding of d' lens,

to spherical, cylindrical shapes

to modern optics, his skills a boon

I admire, and I wish to bow down

Born on 24th of December, in Amritsar

Md. Rafi, d' charismatic playback singer,

a romantic melody master

of countless touching songs

capital contributor

a donor of matching tone,

for multiple versatile actors

The singer of fame,

twinkled and disappeared

yet dwells in hearts forever and ever

my utmost regards

to d' phenomenal singer

 

 D' Sanskrit professor,

Acharya Rajneesh

born on 11th of December

a gifted speaker

a controversial philosopher,

misinterpreted spiritual leader

after an extensive world tour,

settled at Pune,

had awe-inspiring followers

 

 Ratan Tata, d' renowned industrialist

Chairman, Tata group of companies

Tata steel, Tata Indica, Tata Nano

Tata power, Tata sky, Tata Docomo

had many foreign affiliations

on December 28th, he was born 

Dharmendra, Sharmila Tagore

d' famed film idols made history

shared their birthday, also 

a lovely on-screen chemistry

The duo, born on 8th of December

entertained us down the years

on d' silver screen acted apart,

and some block-busters together

Shined during the 70s-80s,

d' picture perfect pair's actions

soulful songs, captivating romance

relished ensuing generations

D' delightful duplet did magic

salute them from inner chore

their eternal indelible melodies

watch, re-watch, rejoice forever

 My maternal uncle

an apt maxillo-facial surgeon

to operate is his prime passion

on 13th of December, he was born,

devoted to profession

Performs meticulous

head and neck cancer surgery

kind-hearted, witty

empathetic to patient's misery

All adroit Decemberians,

sparkle in various sphere

tough to unearth my locus,

appears utterly unclear

Me, a minuscule Decemberian

on 12th of December, I'm born

Seem to be a grain of sand,

in d' shore of d' vast ocean

Onerous to match d' warriors grand

yet I do aspire, efforts on

for an unyielding stand

Pursue d' skill, modulate my flight

for a safe landing,

from any desired height

I lift my hat, bend a bit,

d' noted conquerors, to greet

The pursuit of wisdom moves on

for several centuries,

at times a genius is born

they d' paragons with infinite repute

d' revered Decemberians… I salute

Tummy trim, my dream

Anytime I come across them,

 amusing chit-chats begin

my tummy, d' jocular topic,

ballooned up as a red pumpkin

Last few days, I could sense,

eatables I'm unable to restrict

chagrin changes in body shape,

ensued beyond estimable limits

Fascinated a lot by d' dishes,

as per the palatal recognition

alluring stuff in food plazas,

might be the prime reason!

opened up countless giant eateries

of KFC and McDonald

enjoyed ingesting tons of

saturated fat, varied chemicals

Body fabrics unalike earlier,

my built used to be wafer-thin

be blown away in d' wind's way,

few bones rolled in little skin

Now scared of transforming

in to some titanic teddy bear

get enlisted in bariatric guys,

 invariably hunts a chilly fear

Got shocked as I grasped

d' obesity-linked hazards

high pressure, shooting sugar,

stroke, as arteries turn hard

Heart attacks, blindness,

an awful urine infection

all weight-bearing joints,

steadily getting worn 

Last few months, my gut got

crammed with items various

Fowls, fish, meat, pork, crab,

seafood, forest creatures

Each surviving soul, if can

hover, swim, wander or crawl

my tummy now, an amicable

bottomless burial trench for all

I kept putting undue weight,

girth, grown inordinately

 my fitments seemed tight

mirror whispers, I look ugly

In an image-obsessed society,

I'm active despite weight gain

even if unfit, slim guys favored

in the anti-obesity campaigns

 Things further worsen,

whenever I arrive home

our kitchen, a giant unit of

yummy food production

Family's competent chef,

my multitalented mom

pantry, over-utilized for

luscious cuisine preparation

No entry for junk eatables,

only homemade fresh ones,

each item mouth-watering,

consumed in abundance

Relaxing life, no tension,

unruffled sleep, no disruption

fat genesis fosters fast,

favors for accumulation

 Fat depots in the body

get overloaded

as bus depots in Metros,

 on the strike days

Tummy the prime depot,

next in arm, thigh, buttock

no walk down to d' nearby office

for sedentary software work

D' Mumbai police slammed to be

 dull and lethargic,

yet I dream

one day my bulbous tummy,

might get trimmed

 

Pot-bellied Mumbai cops,

no zeal to chase d' culprits

tummy assessed periodically

a dismissal on exceeding d' limit

Odd working hours

unhealthy food on duty

the vada-pavs, hot jalebis

filthy roadside food of d' city

The beer expands d' belly,

they go crazy for it, turn unfit

so a pot belly image

law-enforcers can't erase it

A brisk walk daily cuts weight,

also jog, swim, cycle, skipping

no interest in those ventures,

tummy push-in drills vexing

Gym activities ignite hunger,

my efforts lost and in vain

know not how to turn slim,

dejected, and feel drained

 Respite is virtually invisible,

unwanted weight adds trouble

Surgery, d' only choice, I'm sure

Tummy trim, my dream,

 looks obscure

In solitude…things happen

 

Absurd notions trickle in,

in solitude, ventures happen

factual being put in peril,

facial flesh flutter on

Guilt-free eyes gaze,

far off d' blue sky to d' horizon

generate gentle smile

before d' mirror,

with no valid reason

Figure out your own anatomy,

buckle to unalike postures

fold-unfold extremities,

make umpteen gestures 

Hear uproar of tummy,

palpate pulse, heartbeats

hop, vault, and bounce,

do countless gimmicks

till energy depleted,

feel tired and sick

Confined thoughts,

beget resentment

no steam let off,

a lonely confinement

  In seclusion,

I often conceptualize

caged in my dwell-spot

yet unable to realize

Often locate me

in an idle morning walk

in a dilapidated

neglected park

Run inane after butterflies,

to catch them alive

a heedful grasping,

not to muddle with

the designed wings

apparent and distinct

before release, view, and relish

their antennal dance bits

Often in isolation,

feel, far ahead I've gone

in pleasant breeze

of a winter dawn

In d' seashore stroll 

pre-teen days, I recall

wish to kneel on d' sand,

to build a sandcastle

Pile up wet sand on foot,

thump, make foolproof

squeeze self into a pigmy,

get in, not hitting d' roof

During wave breaks

pounce upon d' tiny crabs

rush into receding tides,

d' mini souls, I love to grab

In solitude,

I swiftly disappear,

sneak into her dream,

startle her, appear abruptly,

make her scream

Often I dig my mind,

a treasure hunt,

ensure d' upper chamber,

filled or fully vacant

I desire to equate

sit steady, calmly calculate

Do hens suffer from high sugar?

in diabetic hens,

after laying eggs

can a lot of rice be offered?

In Giraffes,

d' high neck animal

heart to pump blood

to reach d' brain 5 feet up,

also, it's possible

I often speculate,

d' pancreas size in elephant

for d' mega body,

is insulin supply sufficient?

Scared to deduce,

size of d' heart in an ant

if imaging possible

to assess its cardiac ailment

 Left alone,

in desolate situation

fully abandoned

pelt stone to a beehive,

a long chase by bees

look for a pond to dive,

to remain alive

A photographic venture

a jackal pit I entered

feet hung out of d' hole,

rats nibbling my sole

In solitude, things happen

swing in massive motion

enjoying d' sway, swing broken,

pierced a wall,

gets into a burning oven

The threads of d' past,

trace keenly up to d' last

any twist, knot, or a bend

or straight up to d' end

Make myself pliable,

as doughnut ball

passive, submissive

to a thin sheet, I'm rolled

sliced into tiny pieces

fried or freeze

as per choices

On occasions wish,

be an amorphous brand,

grandiosity, humility,

evenly to withstand

Often attempt for

my openness to widen

ignore abuses,

Silly accusations

tolerate libelous remarks

Victory and defeat equally taken

In solitude…,   things happen