Nandii Reywal, the London settled Indian Lawyer challenged me. Bihari Babuu loves challenges. He has defeated all the pehelwans in his village. He’ll make Nandii bite dust too. Aaan do!

Part I- Racism

My buffaloes are black,

My cows are white,

And they both give milk.

Considerations about colour of beings

Have been give last rites

Yet they emerge, sometimes

As fresh as the rainbow’s hues

With all seven colours, glaring at you

But here is yours truly, Bihari Babuu,

For him milk is important.

Milk; as pure as white light.

Seven things, united as one.

(The healthiest known diet).
 

Part II- Communalism

My little herd of buffaloes, cows and goats

Walking together, disciplined, they roam

Eating leaves, getting fat and giving milk.

Happy is Bihari, happy is the ilk.

My little herd of buffaloes, cows and goats

Sometimes fight, horns strike

Each other and kill. Strife

Makes them unproductive, thin and dead.

Sad is Bihari, sad is the creed.

Part III- Hey Partners! Don’t be a prick. Treat your associates nicely

My cows and buffaloes

Are voiceless.

I treat them well

(Calling them ‘your highness’)

And give them a voice;

A voice a resounding murmur maketh,

A murmur which breaks

Earthy walls and the boundaries laid

Between the employer and the employees

And makes them mates.

PS - I thank my alter ego, Legal Poet for inspiration. BTW Legal Poet, I think I am better than you.