Happy Birthday, Mr Bachchan
"Happy Birthday, Mr. Bachchan from all your die-hard fans
Who've followed you since 69 to glittering days in Cannes
You're the legend of a life time - You've perfected every act
No matter what the genre, You've never ever lacked
Was on that 70 mm screen we watched your first release
A 'Sholay' in our hearts was lit and we thought time would freeze
This sensation of the silver screen excelling in each role
With acting so phenomenal he's always bared his soul
Sometimes the 'angry young man', sometimes the 'Major Saab"
He's played each role with panache, after all he's Amitabh
He's humanized the gangster in "Deewar" and "Sarkaar"
And was sensitive in movies like "Mili" and "Pukaar"
Was it that baritone voice that had so much appeal
Or the histrionic talent caught on every film reel
In a movie made by Abbasji he won his first award
And soon we'll watch "The Great Gatsby" and once more we'll applaud
"Kabhi kabhi" I feel that he was the best in 'Black'
But when I watch "Zanjeer" or "Pa" my brains I start to rack
Now I feel 'Majboor" to say that I liked him in "Armaan"
Though my better half prefers "Anand" and "Abhiman"
He broke our hearts in "Coolie" and the nation was in shock
But our "AB" had the "Shakti" and rose once more to rock
His repertoire's amazing - and he seduced us all with "Hum"
And if you try comparisons, I would say "Cheeni Kum"
Now he hurled me in a "toofan" one day in my Chem class
And my teacher was so furious and said I'd never pass
"You there, Are you listening, I heard my teacher say
"Come here and please tell us what I taught in class today"
Now, my heart was in my mouth for I was lost in "Khwab"
Singing "Kasme Vaade" with my favourite Amitabh
Well, I kind of mumbled something while I tried to bluff my way
And couldn't think of any thing intelligent to say
"Well I can walk and talk the English, sir, just like you, you see
For Merchant and Hazare will play prestigiously
Intoxicated and in love with the sheer exuberance
Wasim Raja and Bari to play with better sense
Now, I don't know if you heard this sir but it was news to me
That one "Mr. Natwarlal" has made this great discovery
There's an element that's new and supposedly it's strange
Unlike the other elements within that normal range
We’re wondering what to call it sir for now it is 'Benaam"
I thought "Lawaaris" sounded good; perhaps 'Namak Haraam""
Maybe I'd be inspired if you sing with some 'Alaap"
Nahi tho hum kahenge "Bbuddah hoga tera Baap"
Before I said another word, I saw a lightening flash
I also heard a sound so loud as I began to crash
And though it happened years ago I still can feel the slap
For my face it bore the imprint of "Narayan Shankar’s" rap
Now you'd think I'd learn a lesson after this incident
How "Do Aur Do were paanch" I could not comprehend
While I could have "locked the answer in”, I thought I'd "phone a friend"
And hope our shows of KBC with Bachchanji don't end
This hero of the masses is certainly "Mahaan"
Even when he's eating some "meetha meetha paan"
That 'mirror scene with band-aid is imprinted in our hearts
And it didn't take long for Cupid to strike us with those darts
While we have our chyawanprash to make us tough and strong
We pray for Mr. Bachchan to keep good health for long
We also use his favourite oil to keep us "cool & cool"
And watching him I guarantee is still "Paisa Vasool"
While I'm trying to be a "Shayer, but only for "Do pal"
With "Prateeksha" I await his blogs, not only "aaj but kal"
On behalf of all his fans I'll say "Hum tum par itna dying"
"Jitna sea mein paani lying aur Aakash mein panchi flying"
The epithets are many for this one-man industry
His charisma is matchless like his intensity
He's none but the "Shehenshah" who loves to entertain
And 'Anthony Gonsalves" is the one who'll always reign