HEY, MR. MODI (Satis Shroff) Hey, Mr. Modi, You drive me crazy, With your bloody blockade. In this game-we call it bagh chal, The tiger loses and the goats win. The cake is cut into seven pieces, You hope to get a piece, But there’s no peace – keep your fingers away, From this Himalayan cake. You already have Ladakh, Sikkim and Bhutan, The phalanx of China is yours now, Nepal is not your enclave. It’s not Goa, not Pondicherry, Mon Cher, PM Modi. Refrain: Hey! Hey! Mr. Modi – bum bholay Tameywa mata sabita tamewa Tamewa vidhyam tamewa saranam I know not what it means – that I am so sad, This is the slaughter of kindred and friends, Not in Kuruschetra – but in the foothills of Nepal. The Hindu-card is useless in India & in Nepal. We have to live in peace, despite the differences. India and Nepal must be secular. Let us live in peace, amid diversity, For you are not Rudra of the Vedas. Refrain: Hey! Hey! Mr. Modi – b...