Galileo – The Goon (by my teenage brother)

As a dedication to my brother who turns 15 today, taking a break from A-Z, to publish a poem written by him recently..


Decades and decades ago,

In a country far, far away.

There lived a boy named Galileo,

Dead whose future lay.

Arithmetic, literature flew over his head,

Teaching sports was in vain.

He couldn’t differentiate art from scribbles,

What good was his brain?

Standing on a lonely bridge,

One day, he did discover-

That two stones reached the bottom at the same time,

Their mass may be whatever.

Galileo was puzzled,

His curiosity was aroused.

The incidence ignited a fire,

Too bright to be doused.

His answers opened the gates,

To a world that was new.

Once a bumbling boy,

Now rose to the ranks of the distinguished few.

After all, Galileo was talented,

He had a curious mind and a burning passion.

He questioned the world he saw,

Rather than accepting the old-fashioned.

So my fellow fools, I urge you all,

To question everything prevailing.

Follow the wise principle-

‘Stay foolish, Stay craving’


By Mr. Chirag Vashist

My dear brother who insisted I append a “Mr” before of his name 😀 😀



Gar bhanwra hoon main
Pholon ki bahaar ho tum 

Agar lehrati sarson hoon main
Indra dev ki bauchhar ho tum

Gar ek geet hoon main
Mera mukhda, mera aalaap ho tum

Gar chanda hoon main
Chandni ka thehraav ho tum

Gar morpankh hoon main
Barkha ki ek dhaar ho tum

Gar rahi hoon main
Dariya ki tript aahar ho tum

Gar roshni main hoon
Surajmukhi ki lalkaar ho tum

Gar samay main hoon
Mujhe kheenchta har prayaas ho tum