The Power Of Advertisement Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

That little boy looks for his kitty cash holder
All around his house and at last finds it
Shakes the same to ensure the availability of his savings
Moves off the house, travels in a tiny little boat
Holding tight his belonging and keeping it
Off the sight of the old boatman
Walks off the boat holding the kitty tight with both his hands
Steeping up the bank
The bankman with all love and respect opens a locker
For our little hero and gives him all hopes for its safe custody
How I wished I am holding an account in that bank

A romatic couple move around a fridge
She empties an ice tray from the freezer
Throws a piece of ice onto her beloved
He wastes no time in reaching another ice tray
And in turn places an ice piece on the cheek of his beloved
And this ice throwing game goes on
Till the time they reach the bed
Where they understand that they have something more to do
Than just getting cool with the ice
And this realization comes to them because
They own that fridge
I would have gone for that cooling device
Had I not got one at home

That just above middle age man is riding a cycle
Under a tree from where not leaves,
But currencies falling one after another
The man moves on narrating the fund support
He enjoyed from the financial services
Depicted as the above tree
He got his daughter married
He got his son well educated
I curse myself for being not wise
In going for an investment in that firm

An old man gets an excellent medical treatment
In a well equipped hospital at the hands of experts
He is fine now
But he refuses to go home
As the hospital charges are so low
How I wish I soon fall sick
And get an opportunity to be treated there
For the pleasure of self
And of my people

A man passes away
But, his wife seems undisturbed
She is sure of all funds
For her to run her family
To educate her children
And very importantly, to get beloved daughter
Decently married to a very handsome boy
She stands before her husband's photo
With tears welling in her eyes
Thanking the prudence of her husband
In choosing such a considerate life insurance company
However, I wonder still why there are so many widows
Finding it difficult to make a living, leave alone
Their educating their children
And ensuring their good living

There are many such presentations
Which has no bearing on real life
And how fair it is on the part of those, who advertise
With so much deviation from actual happenings