Christmas is here again,
And so is New Year,
I go down memory lane,
And share our news here.
After retirement we made home,
In Kharghar, Navi Mumbai.
It’s neither Paris, nor Rome
Nor even London or Shanghai.
But it is our home and hence,
We are always in love with it,
It would give us joy immense,
When you honour us with a visit.
We have with us, my mother,
And it’s great blessing indeed.
To have at the table none other,
Than who gave me my first feed.
Arjun, our elder lives on his own,
He has emerged as a critic,
No, folks, don’t grunt or groan,
It’s only of Western & Pop music.
Arun, the younger is in Hyderabad,
As an animator in Rhythem & Hues,
Yes, mohawk is still his hair fad,
And he often blows our fuse.
Lyn, God bless, is as sweet,
As when we were newly wed,
To taste her cooking is still a treat,
She keeps us happy and well fed.
We miss our Roger dear,
The youngest of our boys,
He is not with us this year,
To share our smiles and joys.
(But, he will always be with us)
So that is about all of us,
We hope to hear from you, dear,
We wish you a very Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year.
With lots of love, regards and best wishes,
Mom, Lyn, Arjun, Arun, Roger and Me
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