Inklish with Desi MasalaA Poem by sayed Mudasir AliThis poem is about , how the english is used now a days. an encounter between languages and the role of english.(Sir, me ok…..you ok. Keep in touch) The loss of the pride From ages we have Preserved Don’t translate English In your language The result is chaos. Once upon a time French, German & Persian We’re dining together They ordered three separate words But one English word ``Grapes’’ The waiter was furious, how They irritate him with strange Words, till the English came to his Rescue! The grammar now imprisoned What it used to be a law & order Now that order is raped By the IPod generation © 2013 sayed Mudasir AliAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on September 12, 2013 Last Updated on September 12, 2013 Authorsayed Mudasir AliSrinagar, Muslim (shiite), IndiaAboutI write poetry most of the time. Beside that I work in the agriculture reasearch company, where in I check the quality and research department. Ethnicity is Kashmir which lies between India & Pakistan.. more..Writing
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