Bozoical theory of sneezing....

Between  the hot and sultry Mumbai heat, intermittent cooler sea breezes, pollution particles, not to mention his penchant for hanging around close to the kitchen door, when delicious stuff is being cooked, Bozo, Mumbai's only dog-with-his-own-blog  ends up sneezing.

He is a great observer and learner, and has tried to follow his mentor and chronicler Magiceye, in how to handle a sneeze, but it is a bit difficult for him to cover his mouth, as they teach in human schools.  

However, he knows that a sneeze happens to him, when he is troubled by some irritating unwanted stuff inside his nose, and so he has some ideas for us. 

As is customary, all we can say, is , "God Bless you, Bozo!"

Lying on a cool floor
on a hot Mumbai
summer's day,
sniffing the balcony flowers,
and lazing around
watching Parliament TV
with Deepak
starring
the Good guys
and Troublemakers.

A sudden whiff
of mustard seeds
bursting in oil,
asoefetida, and peppercorns,
makes me get up,
crank up all my
abdominal,
chest,
vocal,
throat and eye muscles,
and
I shake it all out
in
an Almighty Sneeze.

I try,
but it isn't always possible
to cover my mouth.....
yet folks think
I need to be captured on film.

Don't laugh.

But sometimes
I wonder,
if
one could actually
mobilize
all the strong muscles
in Parliament,
to come together
and SNEEZE OUT
all the delayers and troublemakers,
so folks can get on
with their job
of running the country.

And just think,
they are
already
always
being captured on film.

Should that happen,
I can only say to them,
what folks say
when I sneeze;
"God Bless You !".......