Oh Kunal...Oh Kunal !

Many a times, you walk down the aisle,
And come across a guy, who loves to go another mile;
Sitting there, thinking...what next to do,
"Keep lying down or wear my shoe?!"

He keeps a never-ending love for things we dont understand,
For Heroes, Gadgets, Dedication...and not a single Contraband;
Every evening, he knows what he is going to eat,
"Is it going to be meat or is it going to be meat?"

With a 'pulsating' prowl, he ventures to the nearest shop,
Wondering...Chicken Makhani, Chicken Tikka Masala or Chicken Chop;
Then he decides....to say that divine word,
"Oh, let me just have some roti and some curd!

It is seldom that you see him talk like this,
He asks,"Is it this or is it bliss?"
Then, there is the next moment when you know he is right,
"I GIVE IN...I GIVE UP THE FIGHT!"

It's only 10 bucks more,
It's protein after all,
There is only health,
Of course, there is no fall!

Looking calmly at his conscience going into the sand,
He puts down the menu...and raises his hand,
The words do not understand why theyn sound so funny,
"Do Butter Roti & Ek Chickan Makhani!"

Oh Kunal, Oh Kunal,
Our great pal,
Resist the tempation..
Just for yourself...Sirf ek saal !