On many a weekend I find
A colourful visitor on our streets.
It's a bedecked Basava or bull(ock) behold!
Strolling along with his master playing his beguiling pipe-
Nadaswaram - the happy music of temples and weddings.
I won't call it begging although some coins are expected from every onlooker.
Because
the piper charms with his music, and the beast is indeed a beauty.
I am reminded of our star musicians, with their spouses in tow.
The spouse seems nonchalant, without a care-
Unmoved by the music, or our stare.
