
Pondicherry offers spiritual spots where you can meditate,
Also, watering holes which make your spirits levitate;
Pondicherry beckons you several times in a year,
So you may know something about wines and beer;
A unique bliss, a strong kick, soaring high,
Once you relish some Scotch and rye;
In a metro, as a hassled techie, you face a lot of strife,
Here, a whiskey and soda may restore your belief in life;
Problems on the job could have given you the blues,
Some tissue restoratives down the hatch may offer some clues;
A recent break up could have dampened your spirits,
A spirit-soaked sojourn may help to forget the nasty bits;
A lime daiquiri could help you to celebrate a success better,
Unless your credit card is blocked, says your bank’s letter;
Peaceful and responsible boozers this city does not mind,
Sozzling up guests running away from their daily grind;
Your sorrows in vodka and champagne you may drown,
But speeding on the beach road attracts a policeman’s frown;
Mixing driving with drinking is surely a sin,
Cruise along without the aid of any rum and gin;
If you misbehave with females post your spirited binge,
Hearing of unpleasant consequences may make you cringe;
If the idea is to discover that a Margarita is not a wine,
There is not much fun in attracting a fine;
Creating a public nuisance is just not done,
Unless you want others to think you had many more than one;
Sleepy bovines lumbering along on streets may not utter a cry,
But they follow Gandhian ideas and are strictly dry;
Dogs chasing you may sound pickled in rum,
But sinless they live, expecting you to keep mum;
Cats crossing your way may look drowsy with a martini,
They might just neglect you, treating you like a genie;
Even if you come over with a juicy idea of simply doing nothing,
Lazing about after a couple of shots could be just your thing.
Forget your troubles, wipe away those tears,
When you come to Pondicherry, just say ‘Cheers’!
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