Ode to Ramji, Our Gatekeeper

Here is a story of a gate keeper

Whose name I do not remember.
Too lean to be called Ram-Singh.

So I call him Ram-ji.

He works round the clock with no rest,

But still says work is worship at best.

He doesn't seem to know how

 Exploited he is for now

Five thousand rupees a month!

And he says, is a big money on earth.
 Away from his honey,
He lives thinking other than just the money.
  Says He
To me

 

 He is a proud father,

One who often gloats further,

About the big money he put together.

For a wedding of his bigger daughter.

 I call him Ram Ji 

and he says Haa Ji

I say Good morning ji

and he says Thank you ji