Friday, October 19, 2007

A conversation in rhyme

Here in my new apartment in Boston I sit,
with only a dim light lit.
Emailing my best friend in Mysore,
Telling her stories I had in store.
I started to wonder whether in rhyme we could converse,
But I knew my friend couldn't manage even a single verse.
But oh my! she proved me wrong!
I rhymed, and yes! she rhymed along!
Below I put down our first conversation in rhyme,
We would continue if we had the time.

Chhavi Goenka:
u think u can rhyme?
i doubt u have the time.
but go ahead if u can,
but before that choose a man.
So about him you can write,
whether finally he is Mr.Right!
oh my god, i can add rhyme to any conversation,
was there a better rhymer in god's creation?

Rohini Bhandari:
I bet no one is better than u...
Maybe me but I have no clue
And before I tie the knot
Which I better not
Or just choose the right man
Which I doubt I ever can
Lemme achieve something in life
Let me just strive, strive and strive
Oooh It's so cold in here
I wish I had something warmer to wear.
I think I need to pee
Or maybe have a cup of tea
Cuz I am really very sleepy,
Thirsty, hungry and droopy.
See I can also rhyme,
Even though I have no time!


Yohan said...

The lady can rhyme
In rhythmic time!

I respect meter
And the good St Peter.

(That's my main blog.)

Esha said...

Chhavi and Ro
Dudettes u can rhyme
Even in lack of time ;)

Esha said...

Chhavi and Ro
Dudettes u can rhyme
Even in lack of time ;)

Alexander said...

Came to mind

Dialogue in front of the TV-set

"Look, Vanya, honey, at the funny clowns!
That one, he's got a mouth like a purse.
Check out the geezer with the loopy flounce.
A voice like he's pissed, or something worse.
"And that one's like, but no, I mean it,
Your brother-in-law, must drink as much.
Come on, just watch, one tiny minute,
I never seen such."
"Now listen, Zina, leave my in-law out:
Remember, he's still our kith and kin.
And for mouths, you watch your snout
Instead, all right? Or I'll bash it in.
"Instead of carrying on, instead
Of all that crap that you get off on,
Go buy a bottle... No, you said?
Move over, Zina, on the sofa."
"Look, Vanya, at those dwarfs, real dorky!
In real jerseys too, all foreign-spun.
At the Fifth Sewing Plant, where I been working,
They'd never think of sewing that for fun.
"Your buddies, by the other way,
Wear such crap, and always will,
And always snarf from morning on
Such awful swill."
"My friends may lack your fancy labels,
But they work hard to keep their families fed.
Cheap swill perhaps, but more on staples;
A.M. or P.M., they've got the bread
"You, Zina, on the other hand,
Your pal is was that guzzled gas,
That tire-plant guy, he was your friend,
Speaking of crass!"
"Hey, Vany, parrots! Ever seen'em cuter?
I knew the'd jum like this, I must be psychic,
Who's that in pink, must be a tutu,
I want a little one just like it.
"When bonuses are due, say, honey,
Promise to get one, will you, hon?
But why say 'No, it's always money!'
You never let me have my fun."
"I think you'd better shut your trap.
This quarter's bonus ain't comin'.
And why? Who wrote that crap
To my employer? You're the dummy!
"As for this fashion-item piece,
On you it would look cheap, and sordid.
A yard of cloth you'd need, at least.
So where can we afford it?"
"Watch, Vanya, now the acrobats are starting!
Those cartwheels, wow, the tall one with the hat!
The other day, at our factory party,
Comrade Satikov, he jumped around like that.
"But you, you just come home and gobble
Your food, then off to bed to snore.
Or else you yell at me when sober.
Well, Vanya, wanna hear more?"
"You're itching, Zina, for a bruising
With them insults and your baiting.
All day you lounge, no break refusing,
Come home, and sit there watching.
"So the liquor store I go,
Where with my pals I gather.
For as for drinking on my own,
That hardly happens ever."

Translated by de Cate and Navrozov

Absolutely Normal Chaos said...

Hahahahahahaha..LOVE this one! :D