Theme: Tribute

In Memory of Khushwant Singh

Where is the funny man of India
Saying everything
Through wit, humour and jokes,
Fun, pun, irony and caricature,
Knowledge and wisdom,
Telling of a century gone by,
What happened in India,
What in England,
What in the sub-continent,
Touching and flashing upon
Every side of life...
Khushwant Singh the lawyer, the journalist,
The editor, the politician,
The novelist, the short-story writer,
The historian and the columnist,
The autobiographer
And above all, a lover of Urdu poetry
And its translator,
Where, where is the man and author,
Telling of an age gone by,
The past, present and future?
A gossip-master, a chat-man chatting,
A great conversationalist,
He could keep anyone spell-bound
Through his talks, chats and gossips,
He could take to all,
Politics, life, art, culture, tradition,
Folklore, fashion, habit, taste and all,
Yoga, bhoga, physical fitness
To morning and evening walks.
Could entertain with his talks about
Daru and ladki,
The wine-bottles with the labels
And the tastes of beer, brandy, rum,
Scotch and vodka
To champagne to mahua,
From Lahore to Delhi to London,
The traffic jams to the red and green lights
Where, where is the former editor
Of the Illustrated Weekly of India?
Where, where is the ex-Rajya Sabha member?
Where is the writer standing for
The freedom of speech and expression,
The Sikh historian,
A lover of poetry,
A lover of art, culture and trend,

Talking with caricature...


More By  :  Bijay Kant Dubey

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Comment Thank you to both of you as for your appraisal which I perhaps do not deserve it, not sure of it too. But the piece talks of Sardarji, I mean Khushwant Singh, bearded, turbaned, dyed, writing pieces, full of humour, fun, pun and irony, inculcating a little bit of taunt, jibe, satire, ovrtones and undertones, smiling and saying, making you climb the palm tree as for the juice and downing you too. The grand old man of letters looked he young, handsome and smart, dyed-dyed and fresh. The bottles of wine as the whiffs and wisps of romanticism taking to flower gardens as for a stroll and he too got swayed to delve deep and to dwell upon the topic of random reflection after relishing upon to be in a mood.

Bijay Kant Dubey
26-Mar-2014 06:19 AM

Comment An excellent tribute, deservedly so! R I P Khushwant Singh!

Padmaja Iyengar
23-Mar-2014 00:16 AM

Comment Your poem a Great tribute ... For the world a great loss indeed ...

22-Mar-2014 11:59 AM

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