I once saw a cobra

Bite the hand of a snake charmer

But that was a long time ago

Now the days,

Come and go

Like the steps on an escalator

Like memories

Did I tell you about the time?

I worked as a steward

For a shipping line

A white woman came to my cabin

That was quite something

In those days

These days

I live on memories

Where does a lifetime go?

All those night shifts for the Post Office

Twenty-one years to buy a house

Let us go now

Push the wheelchair home please

Lakshmi said she was making pakora

It tastes so good

To eat it hot from the pan