Glass Of Milk Poem by Nikunj Sharma

Crit4 glass of milk Glass of Milk (He had a glass of milk in his hands) Be careful son Said his dad. Take a SIP And please go slow If it’s hot, give it a blow... (he was Young) Couldn't go slow Gulped it hot Forgot to blow Burnt his tongue With his (hurried) plunge.... Aren't we all like this? (a small Child) Impatient to drink (X) (it all at once, forgetting to blow) Drinking it hot, refusing to (go) slow. Burning it (all the way down) in the end The tongue, the finge, (the heart And hand) -=- you got me here what’s a “finge” Never heard it and it’s not in my dictionary. (a) World of investments Is (in) that glass -=- don’t be explaining the poem Nikunj. Be careful how you word things. Holding hot stuff (until at) last (X) boiling hot, tempting to core (the) children (X) go for more A SIP is what we need to take There is a maze of fear (in) greed If we should break (?) break what? Take breaks? I’m not sure what you mean here. Bit by Bit, consuming it (slow) Savoring the taste (We’d Benefit(X) (by) avoiding the haste A SIP when hot, a sip when cold You shall gain in strength A sage once “warned” A SIP (went) up A SIP (went) down And you could wear (your) wealth (like a) crown..... (SIP, stands for systematic Investment Plan in Mutual Funds) Nikunj Sharma a poet friend RH Peat

This is skilfully and creatively written using the SIP as the child gets burnt from drinking the milk, and using the turning point of the poem, to the world of investments. It is an excellent parallel and the poem speaks with a wise voice because of it. Well done! 10 love Karin

If you were selling SIP to customers, then you know which song to sing.... Cheers. Subroto