My Limericks

THE MAN FROM BRITAIN

There was a fat man of Britain
Who weighed almost a ton.
He went on a diet,
So little did he eat
That he reduced to the size of a button.


FRENCH BEARD

There was a Frenchman with a beard
That was too long and too weird.
People ran away
If ever he came their way
‘Twas the weird beard they feared.

THE AMERICAN

There was an old American
Who wouldn’t part with his beer can.
Awake or asleep
Or even on a trip
Till the can became part of the man.

MUSCAT GIRL

There was a young girl of Muscat
Who screamed at the sight of a rat.
But when a wolf passed by
She smiled and said “Hi”
Now what do you make of that?

- Geeta

The Kerala Monsoon (Haiku Poems)

Coconut trees sway
In the crazy monsoon winds--
Rain in Kerala!

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It's been raining here
Since morning without an end -
Earth's thirst is quenched!

- Geeta

The Lucky Tree

We got this tree as a gift from someone. I guess it's a group of three saplings made to grow in this manner with their shoots braided like a maiden's hair . Does anyone know the name of this tree? The leaves seem like those of the Alstonia Scholaris (the ancient paala tree on which dwells the yakshi!).

A peacock in the desert...

This is the picture of a peacock I saw in the grounds of a hotel here. It was an iridiscent blue and it had a green tail with lots of "eyes" all over it. There were a couple of peahens and the peacock was trying to impress them, I guess, by spreading out its lovely plumage. I looked for my camera and found to my dismay that I had mistakenly left it at my cousin's place. So I couldn't get a picture of it but my nephew took one with his camera phone and here it is. The female species looked so plain in front of this majestic creature. In order to irritate the male folks with me, I quipped: Quite unlike the homosapiens, in all other animals it is the male species that's beautiful/handsome (whatever)!

At Taj Garden Retreat, Varkala

Last summer we spent three days and three nights in this picturesque resort tucked away amidst lush groves of coconut palms atop a majestic cliff facing the sea in a quiet little place called Varkala, near Trivandrum

At a cool resort by the Pampa

Nostalgia

This is Kuttanad with its old world charm...where time seems to stand still as the rest of the world whizzes past....where the Pampa flows gracefully through the Kuttanadan plains in quiet anticipation of meeting her Prince Charming:the Arabian Sea....where snake boats glide majestically on the Pampa.......Oh to be a part of that world again.....Kuttanad and the Pampa beckon me......