In a world of paradoxical ambience,
A moment of defeat engulfed the learned man;
When he encounters the ironies of life.
This state brought on by the half-wits around him;
Who confidently managed to confuse him.
The outcome of his encounter with the dolts
Ranging from rib-tickling and hilarious laughter
To downright indignation, outrage and all.
To be tutored by the nincompoops around!
Who confidently managed to confuse him.
The learned man failed hopelessly in shopping.
The dingbats all eager to impart free knowledge,
Tutored him well—“JELLY” for “JAM”, “YES” for “NO”.
Their sympathy deep for his lack of knowledge!
Confidently, they confused the learned man.
He was taught to choose “SYMPATHETIC” saree!
What hidden scourge had struck his wife? He thought.
It dawned on him through the synthetic saree.
In despair, he decided to call a day.
Yet again, they confidently confused him.
The learned man disoriented and worn out
Was advised to guzzle “ELECTRONIC” water!
He was cheerily bid a “Good- morning” in the dark.
As it was his first encounter of the day!!
Who confidently confused the learned man.
Tiem â’nhawi ie.
Thumbs up.
I poem hâi khawm, a rêngin, ‘Thumbs up’! Sâp ṭawngâ 15 zet hei ziek chu mei mei lo a nih. Hidden talent!