Four generations together, a power centre

Me, my daughter,

daughter’s daughter & her daughter

Four generations, in unison,

of same genetic configuration

Staying together, moving together

Howl in conjunction, shout in succession

Give neighbors a jolt

D’ poor confused lot,

Undecided if to abscond or to halt

When together, can create wonders

All impossible, made possible

All perplexities taken care

Thus d’ genesis of a power centre

First generation, generation of a dictator

Empress’s attitude, monarchial behavior

None can disobey d' order,

poses to be d’ supreme commander

Desires to visit shopping malls, city centers

Star hotels for lavish luscious dinner,

Taste buds grown with superlative orientation

Piquant food called for, up to palate’s appreciation

used to narcotics, fond of tranquilizer

no scope to access liquor

Second generation

Complacent, but eccentric in nature

Moves ahead, tension free, nothing to bother

Guys of own generation completely ignored

worried for predecessor & successor

father, mother, daughter and grand-daughter

Ailing spouse out of mind, of no concern

Vanished from visual field, entirely forgotten


Argues efficiently, for every problem minor

never listen to anyone, arrogant in nature

Third generation active further

Smart working lady

Well oriented in computer

A competent car driver

Loves outing, long drives , friend circle

Aggressive but innocent,

for problems never care for

Fully inclined to hubby & daughter

Little inclination to brother and father

Kind enough in attitude

Believes in every one, their sweet words

With full sympathy, generous attitude

No dearth of compassion and kindness

No wallet for money, fist is d’ purse

Pardons enemies, helps d’ poor

Cares for d’ diseased and injured

Fourth generation, always in a hurry,

  varieties of look, mixed with multiple query

Can outsmart stylist Bollywood star

Born full term, but behaved premature

Freshly born but showed different gestures

In infancy also wonderful  her postures

A future sturdy minister or his master

Articulation not yet learnt in proper

Gives speeches showing d’ index finger

Surrounding world she’s keen to explore

Wants to do everything done by other

Attempts to operate a computer, to drive a car

Speaks  in cell phone, making different gestures

Baby food rejected, milk palatable no more

Wants  foods enjoyed by others

Plays with grown ups, young completely ignored

Remembers d’ Hospital corridor

Vaccine pricks hurt her arm

Already a pseudonym composer

Portrayed as a future writer

Also an efficient future doctor

 Dhritarastra's hundred sons, one daughter

Not that powerful all together

Here are four ladies

Me, my daughter, daughter’s daughter, her daughter

Missiles of modern world, amazing power center

Its their common character

Late to bed, late riser

Wish to fly together, to Singapore or Banglore