Festive Season Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

Every year we grit our teeth and invite the family to dinner
on Christmas Eve. Don’t look so worried. Before
you know it, the day will wizz by in front of your very eyes.

However, I hesitate to say this...But, I feel, it my duty to do so.
You occasionally - very, very occasionally, put your foot
in it...Now, don’t glare at me like that - please! All I’m trying
to say, is, I’ve noticed, you’re- err-rather loquacious on
occasion. Try to steer clear of long and detailed discussions
Don’t analyze or criticize those you consider your inferiors
Talk about - say - something like -mutual acquaintances....the
old days. That sort of thing...

No! I’m not trying to tell you what to do or say. Would I dare...?
It’s entirely up to you.
As for me - I hope to be on my very best behaviour. Thus, making
sure that next year’s reunion will be as full of good cheer as this,
I hope, will be.