Yesterday I had my 3rd Hindi lesson.  Combining everything I know I’ve written a poem:

Chidya udthi hei

Nadi beti hei

Ek aurat gati hei…

Unke daanth safedh hein

Unke paanv lambhe hai

Mere dil ko chot lagi hai…


The sparrow flies

The river flows

One woman sings…

She has white teeth

Her legs are long

I have hurt my heart…

I also like saying mera nashta guhrum hai, but I couldn’t fit “my breakfast is hot” anywhere in the poem above.  Next week I’m learning about food, which I’m sure will really get the creative juices flowing.

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