The whole goddamned world passes him by pigeon shit blocks his eyes a stubborn sore throat blocks his cries he lives out living humanity in a shroud of carbon mono dioxide Seth Manockjee Cusetjee An upright Parsi Founder of the Alexandra Girls institution Circa 1863 now looks like A jobless chimney sweeper in disguise Watches silently a city’s dead conscience Apathy complacency and demise A weeping sunset a somber sunrise The erstwhile Parsi Panchayat Is busy building towers at Cusrow baugh Pleasing Lord Zaratushtra in Real estate sky rocketing Mumbai skies At the feet of this Parsi philanthropist Families fornicate shit cook As their seminal stained linen In a public thoroughfare dries A malignant tumour Called municipal franchise That I love the Khada Parsi Should not take you by surprise My adventurous childhood as a MIYA Got its polish and sheen from Keith Kanga, Rayomand Framroze Naval Baria Pesi, Wispi, Loving and living life full size Khatau road Panday agiary Those days no concrete Cuffe Parade sky rise The Ghaswallas Unwallas Soda Water Bottle Opner Wallah All sport crazy Parsi guys.. All Bawi babes thought I was a Parsi too Firoze hooked nose Muslim bawa baptised At the Elphinstone College canteen free Rimzim Sosyo Rasberry squatting like Eliot in the misty archives Motor cycle Rustom, Dara Cyrus Burjor Those men in their crazy machines zooming Near Framroze Court at Marine Drive.. Girlfriend Armaity who ditched me to Marry Porus lost love letters oh Love too had a Prize.. So I love the Khada Parsi Silent spectator battered heritage Of a community That boasts Parsi owned In this case an empty loaded dice. Parsi Panchayat snoring away somnolent conscience is all I can surmise Every time I pass the Khada Parsi All such shoe laced memories untie dedicated to Late Keith Kanga of Atomic Forest my childhood friend his mother Gwendolyn father Dossabhai Kanga of New Era Printing Press Worli. Both his parents had predeceased him.

my damned soul soullessly solarized pirouetting on its toes solessly polarized sprinkled holy waters of despair was once baptized made a muslim cut wounded unbled circumsized born into a hindu hinterland an Indian muslim franchised shia configuration undisguised by the so called neo muslims tabblikis their jammati cousins highly despised live and let live my philosophy of a sane world peace peaceabilty theorized became a blogger last October on the backwaters of her brackish heart capsized cybernetic love one sided mirror stylized a contract on my ass don’t be surprised omerta the code of silence surmised a part of me living a part of me demised