I hate those who always look into a mirror
and smear sweet smelling face powder
I think that is their grave error
and look at them with great horror

I need neither a comb nor a mirror
On my head I don't have the slightest hair
I am an egghead professor
my concept is as useful as pure air

When I look into the mirror
I think I am handsome
My wife  says that
I am handsome but
others do not saythat
I am handsome
I like  onlyMirror and
my wife and
hate everbody
because I hate
the truth
I am a middle aged
Boy

Walking is the king of exercises

It suits different age groups

And is useful for both genders

Its results are unbelievable wonders



Walk for five kilometers a day

And keeps the doctor away

You need not run like a race

But can walk at your own pace



Walking relieves your hypertension

And keeps your heart in good condition

It is a must for a diabetic

And is possible for a paralytic



It improves your vitality

And enhances your longevity

You can walk preferably in the morning

Or at least in the evening



Walking removes your bad cholesterol

And saves the consumption of petrol

Why do you eat carcinogenic fast foods in a pub?

Why don’t you join  a walkers’ club?

The other day I was raided

And arrested

With my visitor

And sent to the prison

By the police

I am a *****

Today she was also raided

But she was interviewed live

By all the TV channels

She was a cine actress

She and I do the same thing

In the dark

She is getting popularized

I am being demoralized

I am a *****

She is a star

He is an enemy to mankind

We are all afraid of HIM

He follows us like our own shadow

And comes to us only once

But we dread him like a dunce

He welcomes us cordially

But we reject his invitation rudely

We can not escape from his iron clutches

He searches us even though we hide ourselves in ditches

Man is unable to conquer him

He is too strong for them

Who is He?

What does he look like?

No body has seen him

But every body has heard about him

We reach him many ways

Accident-----

Disease------

Suicide------

******-----

O­ld age----

The result is the same

We inevitably embrace him

Like a bride hugs

A bride groom

Seven days ago I went to my coconut farm

And saw a fairy in her beautiful form

She was like a real dame

I followed her without any shame



I was bewitched by her teasing smile

And I set aside my reading file

I forgot my scholarship and wisdom for a while

And was fooled for her style



She led me to her unknown land

I caught her tender hand

We lay on the soft  sand

I thought she was a pure miss

And longed for her hot kiss

Our love game was very grand



I thought As if I were in heaven

With her I spent days seven

The last day I had a bad dream

A demon shook my left arm



I was in hospital bed

The doctor was testing my blood

My heart trembled like a swift flood

I paid the penalty for my fraud

I became very sad

Because I got the punishment from God

I am a huge tree
And I am very free
My roots are in the Indian soil
But branched out in the west with great toil

People say my roots are not seen
But my leaves are green
The trunk is very high
It is growing into the sky

The roots may be bitter
The fruits may be sweeter
I know without roots
There are no fruits

I grow up further
My roots are very stronger
I don’t know which tree I am
But I am very calm

No tempest can shake me
In my grove the bee makes honey
If you want to name
Please do it for my fame

Yours sincerely,
JVL NARASIMHA RAO
INDIA