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Everybody, ol’ Nick’s in town

He’s got a scythe and a bag that doesn’t say much:

Well, let the good times roll, let the good times roll
I don’t care if you’re young or old

Mown together let the Grim Reepah

Have some fun on the side!

Get together, let the good time roll

Well, it aint buddy it is a quaint thing to do

While jiving and rollin’ Nick let him go,go, go

And let the good times roll, let the good times roll
I don’t care if you’re young or old

Mown together let the Grim Reepah

Have some fun too.

 

Well, I like a little coffee and I like a little tea
But stir-it, spike it Ol-Nick’s brew is the thing for me
And let the good times roll, let the good times roll
I don’t care if you’re young or old
Get together, let the good time roll

Yeah!

Alright now let’s go!
Let it roll, let it roll, all night long
Let it roll, let it roll, all night long
Let it roll, let it roll, all night long
Let it roll, let it roll, all night long
I don’t care if you’re young or old
Get together, let the good time roll
Now let’s go!
Let it roll, let it roll, all night long

benny

(Ack: Jerry Lee Lewis lyrics)

 

 

 

Life Rules

Nothing but trouble comes out of these four:

Making use of friends. Remember the down fall of Choi Soon-sil who was a close confidante of the former South Korean President. She has been sentenced for corruption. Similarly the case of Sashikala in the state of Tamil Nadu. She was so close with Jayalalitha, as close and deep as a tape worm in her bowels. Where is she now? Once the Chief Minister died her fate was sealed. So is everyone who is eager to be seen in company of the rich and famous.

Making friends with others with ulterior motives, is like a book that has lost its cover. Soon incessant demands one makes for their time, and peddling influence using their names blunts his/her moral fibre. A dog eared book with many pages missing is only fit for trashcan.

Loving things above people makes you dependent on a worse taskmaster who will only leave you bound after having gnawed off your heart ,soul and the very music of your life. Late Helmut Kohl the architect of an unified Germany was under the cloud. Since dead we shall not discuss his corruption as leader of men. Now a toxic family feud follows him to his grave. Kohl may turn in his grave what price he paid for such a discord?

Things also mean surface appearances: loving a woman for her bloom of youth and not taking care to invest your time to make her bask in your love unfeigned, shall leave a bitter taste when years take a toll of both. Duke of Wellington sought the hand of his Kitty when his name was yet to be heard. When he finally married her the shock was great for him they lived unhappily as ever. What price is glory of man who cannot find warmth around his hearth?

Inability to appreciate your own gifts every day of your life, and put them to use in howsoever much narrow turf you are provided with, amounts to suicide.

benny

First the BBC news:A US man who opened fired in a Washington DC pizza restaurant because of an online conspiracy theory has been sentenced to four years in prison. Edgar Maddison Welch, 28, burst into Comet Ping Pong on 4 December 2016 armed with a rifle and pistol.

Who did you listen to, Edgar Welch,-

Not fake news that fly round and round?

I hope for your sake your wits are sound

And can separate wheat from chaff.

You know whom you remind me of?

The man who went as a knight-

Don Quixote of La Mancha was the wight.

 

Chorus:

Welch found no windmill
But quixotic to the hilt /

his brain tilted a trifle Oh yez Oh yez

With an assault rifle he reached  for pizza

his brain tilted a trifle Oh yez Oh yez

 

Who did you listen to, Edgar Welch,-

Not fake news that fly round and round?

With an assault rifle he reached  for pizza

For olives and jalapeno he chose

bullets instead, Oh yez,oh yez!

 

Welch found no windmill
But quixotic to the hilt

He shot yes he did with an assault rifle

To mistake Fake News for real was no easy

When you believe all that you hear is easy

his brain tilted a trifle Oh yez Oh yez

He got nicked- four years is no trifle.

benny

Among my fellow practitioners I was at the same spot at the same rush hour as I did every other 364 day, pan handling. I scraped my pan with my wooden spoon. Every other beggar was doing the same. The noise must have ratcheted up a few decibels the cop on the beat  swiveled around to bark, “Beat it.”

“This aint drum ,-and no retreat either,” I said like a pro.

Seeing his sickly smile I said, ” I found a rabbit foot this morning. A lucky day for me, Pennies from heaven, sure. ” I told him to stick around. Poor fellow he beat a hasty retreat.

Hardly I went back to scraping all the beggars were scraping their pans and I felt I was the conductor and the orchestra was there to follow suit.

The beggars said, “Success smiles on us fellows!”

Suddenly there was a bang! ear splitting one at that. Pieces of people whatever left of them flying before their legs could catch up with them. What carnage! what bedlam.

Before we caught on what was happening a miracle!

Our pans were filled to brim with nails, ball bearings and iron rivets and what not. We beggars looked at the days earnings . No word was necessary. All that metal would fetch a couple of thousand pounds. No pennies from heaven. Who cares?

Scraping pans louder brings luck for beggars everywhere, I believe.

benny

 

Accidents?

The chaos caused by supernovae does not remain static since it leaves its consequences. Interstellar medium or ISM is one such consequence.

If one star dies it is possible other stars shall die too whenever they run out of fuel.

A supernovae creates shockwaves through the interstellar medium, compressing the material there, heating it up to millions of degrees. Astronomers believe that these shock waves are vital to the process of star formation, causing large clouds of gas to collapse and form new stars. No supernovae, no new stars.

Think of space as one vast cemetery as well as a cradle.

Such accidents are in-built and conducive to overall development so much so we let the term accident in our usage on account of our limits to understanding.

What is interstellar medium but debris of stars floating about? How one war creates more wars in the history of nations is similar. War in Syria triggers war in Yemen and it shall in the end undo the very fabric of sectarian divide in the Middle East. Survival mechanism of ordinary person is not for satisfying some fools prattling things they have not seen or can live up to. Just as Europe learned to put the Holy See where it belongs and get on with their lives Moslems shall certainly get on past the tribal mindset and some foolish traditions associated with their nomadic way of living. It cannot be otherwise: Moslems or Christians are of the selfsame star materials calling themselves names just as the astronomers thought up names for the stars they discovered. The stars themselves have no need for such labels.

benny

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Notice: My book is available with Amazon on Kindle. It is available on Apple i, books, Google Play, Kobo  as well. In a couple of days Barnes&Nobles and Bibliotheca are expected to make available.  There are all the quatrains , 265 of them originally published under The Illustrated Omar Khayyam.

Benny