Murder tongue
I’ve been fascinated by Urdu since my secondary school days. While i was at it, Hrithik Roshan entered the scene feigning to learn the language before leaving with a blockbuster debut. I’m still stuck where i was. Barely moved beyond the alif-be-te-se-jim routine and some heavyweight lafz to boot them. As of today, i’m to Urdu what Rafael Nadal is to comfortable shorts. And keeping in line with the tradition of destroying the most beautiful thing to have ever emerged out of military aggression — one day at a time — let me ‘paraphrase’ a popular piece of shayari for posteriority…
Kabhi kisi ko muqammal jahan nahi milta
Kahin Amreeka toh kahin Afghan nahi milta
Kehne ko toh sabhi chutiye hai
Kisiko neendh toh kisiko aaraam nahi milta
Wah wah.
I should go hang myself now.