It’s called the black gold
For it’s value, we are told
But there’s more to it than energy
When in steps our CAG Read more

He used to be the party president
Alas, now reduced to dissident
Mr. Advani, it seems, needs sympathy
Though it may not be his cup of tea. Read more

A troubled man named Ratan Tata
We thought he had his life on a platter
Till a woman called Niira came
Denting his mighty name
And we now wonder what’s really the matter Read more

Is it mining, clearance, spectrum or licence?

You can buy the right words, or some silence Read more