(That is, if it could talk!)
I give the man a house with solid walls and windows large
He feels mighty insecure and puts a high fence in charge
I give neighbors a shared wall so they won't feel lonely
Instead they harass the other with careless noise, and bully
I give the community a beautiful garden in the middle
"Where will I park my car now?" they complain and grumble
I give everyone enough water to drink, and bathe twice a day
"Why isn't there any to wash my darn car?" is what they say!
I give the woman handsome eucalyptus trees in her backyard
She hates the mess made by the dry leaves that they discard
I give the man the pretty vista of a hilly landscape
He worries about rain running down n clogging his doorstep
From the hubbub of city I give folks respite and quiet
Then a woman says – ".. this deathly silence makes me upset!"
I give the lady a 3rd floor flat for a gentle breeze
She complains that odors from gal below make her sneeze
I give cool and dark interior to the old man in the basement
He croaks that water leakage from lady above ruins his paint
I give the community a common area to meet and make friends
Fighting and bitching is always how their meeting ends!
Oh, I do pamper the urban man, try to give him comfort and joy
But, he is so implacable, hard to please, and easy to annoy!
1. A “housing society” is a community of bungalows and apartments.
Abhay B. Joshi