Rain is sliding down

Fast upon the window panes-

My umbrella’s lost.

What will these clouds bring?

A slight drizzle or some rain?

Weatherman wonders….

I can see her face,

She is far away from me,

I thank God for Skype.

A cow is a not-native-to-Delhi-roads animal that lives on Delhi roads. They are usually sweet tempered and never bite when provoked (unlike my dog, Snowy), although they might skewer you with their horns, unlike Snowy. Some people (like me and my friends) believe that humans came from cows (gaumata), not the flee-ridden apes and monkeys like Darwin believed.

A cow is herbivorous, and is garnished with herbs and eaten mostly by the Americans. On the other hand, we are forbidden to eat them. It is against our religion since our gods live in cows. They must be living in the cows’ stomach(s). Why? It is a 4BHK apartment (apparently a cow has four stomachs. I have only seen one, though) which is so hard to find in Delhi, and rather heavy on the pocket too. It also has an advanced exhaust system (explains why cow fart is bad for the atmosphere).

Despite the fact that gods reside in cows, the cows are forced to eat trash from the dustbins and often end up eating plastic, which kills them. Therefore, it is kind of ironic that the cows (or gods, in this case) lead happier lives in the Swiss Alps and British Dairy Farms where they do not have to scavenge for food. It is only natural that the gods and the cows rather live in those far away lands than with us, in India. This truly is the age of the apocalypse.