One foggy morning I bumped into Gandhiji
Why did he require to jog, my tongue toppled candidly
Active and strong, a vegetarian in spinning charkha dhoti
To which he was startled and his ears craned out slowly.
“Action expresses priorities “were his words of umpteen beauty
I do not own a car so I walk was his pun filled reply with honesty
Unaided and single handedly I have to transform
My motherland into a heaven of nonviolent charm.
We guffawed and cackled while bouncing merrily with smile
He revealed that he is abstaining from materialistic things for a while
I admired his efforts as he was about to sail to London for refine
Waving him a goodbye I asked him to get a bottle of wine.
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