In my heart, I don’t know why, I hate to look back,
When all I see are obvious facts, no matter how I ransack.
The year that came a year ago, was only an infant fry,
And now I see it’s a year old, about to say goodbye.
Summer was hot; monsoon wet; the winter was bitterly cold,
The year was full of extremes, we saw, we felt, we told.
And now that the infant has grown old, and about to be our past,
A million memories flock my brain, I now look back at last.
The cup of life, India won, made us all so proud,
Tsunami sabotaged Japan, consequences were loud.
Laden killed, Gaddafi slayed, Kishenji the Maoist shot,
In memory of our dear Steve Jobs, iphone 4S we got.
F1 in India, oh what news! Made all our minds so keen!
34 years old red flag at last in West Bengal, made way for tender green.
2G scandal was one nuisance; nothing else in TV was then to be seen,
Tennis star Novak Djokovic, ate grass at Wimbledon’s win.
Shammi jee, Dev Anand sahab, you’ll always be missed,
Temptations of Jagjit jee’s songs we still wont resist.
Bhimsen, Chaurasia, Hazarika’s melody, always plucked the right chord,
SRK learnt from RA-One, Don 2, he isn’t no more the reigning LORD!
Mumbai blast, oh what tyranny! The doers deserve to burn in hell,
The fire that burnt AMRI, very few lived to tell the tale.
Sehwag breaking Sachin’s twin ton, a big news at last.
Anna still in hunger mode, to change the world with fast.
Prince William and Kate tie the knot, happily ever after to live,
Captain of India Pataudi, finally was held by death captive.
Peepli live, India sent to Oscars, which the academy drops,
Ash’s girl would call BigB grandpa, and Abhishek as pops.
13 hours debate in Parliament, Lokpal bill not passed.
Market swinging up and down, investors Aghast!
Kolaveri di, the nation hummed, no language barrier music knows!
Egyptian protestors shed their blood, as their voices rose.
Baba Ramdev, scandals, uproar, so needless all was,
Earth quake in India, was no boon, the loss was enormous.
Petrol price rising high, Sachin’s 100th ton yet to come.
Let’s see who makes century first, hope wait be less tiresome.
For all those who think 2011 was so full of loss,
I love to say I enjoyed one loss, at the transfer of my Hitler boss.
Celebrated all festivals with fun, nothing could subdue the joy hike,
Only to add a master’s finish stroke, “yes! I got myself a bike”.
No grief can stop us on our way; no blow can tear us all apart!
No calamity can conquer us, or reduce the love in our heart.
So looking back was far too long, but it taught me nothing is to fear.
I say, all keep 2011 in your heart, and wish you a “HAPPY NEW YEAR”.