A Poem : September 16,2007 -------------------------------------------------- My Beard ---------- I was desperately waiting for them to come I was envious of the bearded people around my home I was so excited when finally they came But I needed to pay an extra rupee for the first time to shave them Later I found them more annoying to me Razors, creams and aftershaves were beyond a rupee It’s too much Friends who shave every other day Sometimes tease me as I do so only on Saturday My wife hates them much Spiky, sharp and bothering as such Yesterday morning She got a hundred kisses from my little daughter But I got none She just said ‘Daddy your beard should be gone’! -------------------------------------------------