Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Shoopin' Hour

Listen, I can't think. The voices in my head are having a tea party.

Chew on this.

Minstrel Man

Because my mouth
Is wide with laughter
And my throat
Is deep with song,
You do not think
I suffer after
I have held my pain
So long?

Because my mouth
Is wide with laughter,
You do not hear
My inner cry?
Because my feet
Are gay with dancing,
You do not know
I die?

- Langston Hughes

5 comments:

Bob said...

exactly. haschi boley ki serious noi?like i said before, i am actually quite cynical. it's just that i laugh a lot.

panu said...

hmm, ore, tor paper ki etoi baaje gelo??

On a sadder note, ami jani na if we are going or not.

rainbeau_peep said...

vuv,
let's be twins. I'll be mari ket, and u can be aslee.
more importantly, i'm gonna kick ur butt.
most importantly, goa jaabi in jan? there's the possibility of free accomodation. tui gele we're on, or else it's off.
uff, toke boddo beshi importance di aami.

panu,
what a delightful thought.

Rapid I Movement said...

Orey Goa jaash ni ei shomoi. Al-kaida-r kaku-ra notun DCH-er shooting korbey na ki shob akhun...

On other hand, RP goes Goa, RP does not come back...do I get to write the obituary? Aamar inglis kintu khub bhalo.

rainbeau_peep said...

stuntmaster,
your concern is overwhelming. it is always heartening to know that one has friends in high places anticipating one's death as an opportunity to showcase their literary calibre.