Joe's Slate

 RAINY DAYS It's the pitter-patter of the rain drops, Which is a good day for people with crops, With the fall of each drop, Who cares if the movie's a flop? The drains get flooded, By birds they are dreaded, The cleaners are being pleaded, "The next time, on you can we be dependent?" The wet cat misses its caress, As its owners are playing chess, One doesn't fess, Do they know what happened to their other dress?

  Summer Vacation in Kerala My exams had just got over and I was very excited to go to my grandma's house in Kerala. There were three reasons for that: 1. Our mode of transport was by plane so I was very excited. 2. I could watch cartoons and play games there. 3. I could eat more mangoes and ice-creams thanks to grandma's love. (not that I didn't eat ice-cream here) I asked my father, "Is Kerala too hot?" "Yes it is during summer." "So why do we go there?" "Because it's our native place" "So?" "Everyone would like to go to their native place because it brings back memories." "Did you have a lot of memories in Kerala?" "No. Only a few. I was born in Jhansi and your grandfather was in the army. So I spent most of my childhood in the northern states." "Is that why you're not coming with us? "No son, it's because I have work to do." "What kind of work?" "Off...