Ajanta!!!

There was a guy
His parents called him akshay
I don’t know who he was born
What expressions he had worn
I don’t know who he was in school
A genius or a fool
I don’t know who he was in college
Porter or the baggage
He grew up just fine
All human nothing divine
He calls a spade a spade
And comes first to your aid
He rolls a good joint
But that’s not the point
He can keep you high
Even when Scotland goes dry
Nothing about him is right
He has nothing in him finite
He had ideas that could change the world
All those ideas away he hurled
He could have become another newton
But for him eating apple was more fun
He could have invented the wheel
But he chose not to kneel
He could have been crucified
But he chose to put divinity aside
He could have written the Quran
But he chose to remain calm.
He could have read the Vedas
But chose to work with Vyas