(Disclaimer: These days, anybody’s sentiments can be hurt by anything. So at the very outset, Please forgive me if I might have hurt your sentiments. Best way is do not read further if you feel so. And please do not sue me for blasphemy!)
HE is OMNIPRESENT…
HE is here… HE is there…
Everywhere….
From today, HE’ll even be at your home
To make you a Millionaire!
HE comes in different Avatars…
Earlier…
HE was Vijay…
HE had the ‘Shakti’ of ‘Trishul’
No ‘Deewar’ or ‘Kala Paththar'
Could stand against HIM.
Victory was HIS.. against all odds.
HE was a Rebel without a Cause,
Seething like a Coal,
Fighting the Establishment..
And yes,
Fighting twenty people all at once.
HE was Romantic.
We loved HIS funny antics.
We even loved HIS singing…
We loved as we saw ourselves in HIM.
But then…
Suddenly, HE thought…
HE was ‘Mahaan’.. HE was ‘Toofan’
Not just a ‘Jaadugar’ but an ‘Ajooba’ by HIMSELF
A ‘Shahenshah’ & a ‘(Laal) Baadshah’
HIS IMAGE grew larger than HIM…
Nowadays….
HE ‘sells’ everything…
From Chocolates to Cement,
From Oil to Ointment..
And yes,
HE is also seen in Jungles,
Selling us the Gujarati Asmita!
HE is always (politically) Correct.
HE can do No Wrong.
HE is always Right.
And on the Right Side of Politicians & Corporates.
HE is not HIS earlier, reclusive SELF.
HE is In-sync with ‘TIMES’
HE writes.. HE comments,
HE blogs… HE even tweets.
These days…
HE romances girls younger than his Daughter..
Dances with Daughter-in-law..
& plays Son to HIS (poor) Son!
HE inaugurates bridges…
Attends Marathi literary fest
And like a humble SON,
Recites HIS father’s poetic best.
Gods don’t stop…
Gods don’t retire.
So how can HE?
HE goes ON & ON.
(Oh sorry).. Avirat.. Avirat…Avirat!
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