This is the 20th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page.
FAMILY BUSINESS 1
The Tatas built an unwieldy beast,
Bleeding profusely, to say the least.
Cyrus tried for a fix.
Now he’s out of the mix
Because Ratan remains the high priest.
FAMILY BUSINESS 2
Once the Yadavs had a pillow fight.
Shivpal threw bolsters with all his might.
Akhilesh slipped and fell.
Mulayam had to yell,
“Save me from this Samajwadi plight!”
This is the 19th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page.
CRICKET MATCH
Anurag Thakur was in a fix.
Although a master of politics,
One day he told the press,
“I simply must confess,
That man Lodha has hit me for six.”
FILM FESTIVAL
Mumbai’s havaldars were in a fix,
As movie lovers scrambled for tix.
One cop said, “What drama!
They would call me ‘Mama.’
Why is there a ‘MAMI’ in the mix?
This is the 18th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page.
DUSSEHRA
Ravana, a man of great acclaim
Said to me, frustrated, all aflame,
“I’ve been trying to click
A selfie with a stick
But my ten heads won’t fit in the frame!”
LAND OF GROPE
One day the Statue of Liberty
Broke down & walked off into the sea.
She said, “Trump’s such a pig,
If he should get this gig,
Call me the Statue of Misery.’
This is the 17th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page.
THE CHOICE
Hillary Clinton drew lots of hate,
But believed in the electorate.
With a delighted shriek,
She said, ‘I may be weak,
But look at the other candidate!’
THE WALL
Donald Trump wanted to build a wall.
Humpty Dumpty told him, ‘Hey, bad call.
A bridge is much better,
Brings people together.
You might just be heading for a fall.’
This is the 16th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page.
CAUVERY
Wanting to solve the Cauvery mire,
A neta said to his goons for hire,
‘It is getting hotter.
Everyone wants water,
So let’s go set some buses on fire.’
TRAGEDY NIGHTS
Kapil Sharma told a sorry tale
Of corruption on a massive scale.
The netas we elect,
For a chilling effect,
Made his life a cautionary tale.
This is the 15th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page
HARYANA
I am a biryani inspector,
A friend of the district collector.
Please pass me your rice.
Mmm! This is so nice!
How I love being a beef detector!
QUEUE
A friend of mine by the name of Jai
Texted me from Doha. He wrote, “Hey,
I’ve been trying to call
But can’t get through at all.
I keep hearing, ‘Aap Qatar mein hai.’”
This is the 14th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page
AAM AADMI
Poor Paris Hilton started to cry.
Kim Kardashian explained with a sigh,
“We are the sex tape queens.
We are the mean machines.
Who the hell is this Sandeep Kumar guy?”
NECESSARY MEASURES
A minister who was farsighted
Said, “Men must not get too excited.
I would like to ban skirts,
Jail any girl that flirts,
Ban all women,” he said, delighted.
This is the 13th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page
RUN
Usain Bolt was sprinting like a gale
When he was passed by Mrs Patel.
The crowd was entertained.
Mrs Patel explained,
‘Haven’t you heard? Zara has a sale!’
JUNKET
Once there was a minister of sport
Who loved using his pretty passport.
He went on pilgrimage
To the Olympic village.
What a superb holiday resort!
This is the 12th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page
SINDHU
There was a young girl who was told
Girls should be demure, never bold.
She gave a sharp retort
On the badminton court,
And almost won Olympic gold.
SAKSHI
Once there was a Haryanvi lass
Who would never let a problem pass.
She’d fling it to the ground,
Expertly pin it down
Because desi girls can kick ass.
This is the 11th installment of Rhyme and Reason, my weekly set of limericks for the Sunday Times of India edit page
ATHEIST
One day God came to me, full of grief.
‘I’m distraught,’ she said, ‘I need relief.
Whatever I decree,
No one listens to me,
And now I’m losing my self-belief.’
SHOPPING
There was a girl who loved to buy shoes,
Whether from Kolhapur or Toulouse.
She bought very many,
But never wore any
Because she wasn’t able to choose.
