Rip Van Winkle 
He was a funny man
And every time he got some beans
He always wanted jam

One day he went to the market
To buy some pecans and corn
But when he got back home
He saw that they were gone.

His wife was very angry
And boxed his big red ears
He lay down for a little nap
And slept for twenty years.

So if you see an old man now
with a beard down to his knees
You’ll know it’s Winkle woken from
His twenty years of sleep

Don’t dawdle but just quickly say
Hello sir and goodbye!
He may not know if you’re a boy or a girl
Or a delicious pecan pie!

Published by Mahvash K. M.

A wandering “desi” and a corporate chicken who’s flown the proverbial coop is what I currently am. Have chosen the sultry island of Sri Lanka for my wandering/ experiential activities. Writing something- anything really, has been on the bucket list for a great old while. Finally putting some pixel energy behind the cause! This blog is about a wide gamut of stories, opinions, ideas, characters, storms in teacups, extraterrestrials, food for the soul (and some not so much), space (of the cosmic and personal varieties), cutting edge psychoanalytic analyses, and sunsets (Dysania-struck so probably no sunrises!) – all presented to you from a wide array of coffee shops across my modest globe-trotting sojourns. Here’s to enjoying the ride together!

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