PIPE DREAM

At the heavier end of Summer,

My phone rang 'bling bling blang',

I just answered, saw no reason to hang up and go,

Made me a bit sleepy yet not needy,

The minute I opened my eye,

I was above the Milky Way,

Far away heavenly from home,

Eight hundred forty thousand miles is creepy,

With the same mouth didn't wanna make me loud,

The call was from my sky friend Tom,

Had me over to have the summer bath,

In the Himalaya's lake, 'Anotatta',

I couldn't be better in a water-seated theater,

We dealt with mind in spirit,

My civil engineering friends with no fears,

They were marking trenches in light years,

My fellow electric engineering companions,

Were charging their thin own body,

From the electrostat surrounded,

Science gang was staring at me astounded,

Which made me ouch open my mouth,

Put me back on home's couch in a glimpse of the god's pouch