चौकट राजा

Some poems carry a lot of meaning with them. Not in what just they say but also in the way it is to be sung. Its the same about this poem too. This one is a composition by Vasant Bapat. If you know him, and if you know how this poem is sung, then you would understand it, in its entirety.

But mind you, I am completely apolitical when I am writing this poem. So I am not taking any sides. :)

आता उन्हाळा पडद्यास्नी वारा
झळीचं नाव कुठं माय हो ?
रंकाला मात्र बाभळीचं छत्र
संगतीला कुत्रा होय हो ।
चांदीच्या ताटात जेवायचं थाटात
मिठाई पोटात जाय हो ।
मातीची मडकी जवार किडकी
रंकाला सण कधी नाय हो ।
- वसंत बापट

PS: I realised that its a festival time as Diwali is close. So let me tell you again, I am not a communist. I hope you get my drift. If not, write to me and I will explain :)