Carefully see. Did I say that right? I not know because I have other language, you see. I money talk. And so I cannot bother much about other language. Money, that my language be. Listen carefully. Carefully see. One of those may be right. Don’t I care, mind never. Just carefully see.
Somethings going up. Somethings going down. Somethings not seen because… because you cannot see through opaque things, silly you, and I seem to have got this language straight just in time. So what you see are probably windows. And probably stairs behind the panes with glass. Strange stairs because they ascend and descend at 90 degrees. But sometimes things can ascend and descend like that. Jooose jore imagination.
The thing is you never can tell. And I am a little cut up about it, you see, because whatever happens, they say it’s not happening right.
What’s right? Right. Who’s to tell? Tell me. If I go up, they say you’re up. If I go down, they say I’ve dipped and dived. If I do neither, they say it’s not showing any signs. Ha! Not showing any signs. You know what that means. No? You should. It’s who you may be too. Not showing any signs. Dead. But not realising. How would you? You’re dead. Ha! Never mind, I be. Listen. Believe me you can. This is a nation of the dead, everyone’s alive, though everyone’s dead. Never mind.
We will be what we will be. Also depends on the Rupaiyya kaa mol and how it goes. Up or down. Or down and up. Both can be good. Both can be bad. Good for some, bad for some.
Ask around. You’ll find out. Some are happy when I go up. Some are happy when I go down. (But, pssst, to most it does not even matter whether I am up or down because they do not have enough of me to begin with. Truth to tell, they must be the happiest because they are less bothered, they couldn’t care whether I am up or I am down.)
Naa bibi naa bachcha
Naa baap bada naa maiyya
The whole thing is that ki bhaiya
Sabse bada rupaiyya
Meri Krissmass Dheri Krissmass
Stop this big fuss
It’s small but still bas
So no big shit,
This rupee will fit
Happy noo jer That tree, it’s fir
Abey chal, Phatehaal
Woh dekh, NayaSaal
Aa gaya hai
Bada Din Kar le tak dhina-dhin
Let’s see kahan tak.