Pride & Prejudice-the Somali version!

[Basra-]

Dhuuso are u a Fagggg???




Dhaga@lol Inaa adeer......

[Ureysoo]

*Basra*...*bless u*, even though u portrayed me as *injudicious* individual, several times in ur narrative, but u gave me what goes adjacent 2 it... .... I had the accepted wisdom that girls r either *unacquainted and pretty* or *intellectual and hideous*….it’s seldom that the amalgamation of cuteness and intelligence is found in particular girl…beside u modified my whole attribute, I would like 2 be classified as a patronising, heinous and repulsive girl, rather than a girl who miraculously *don’t see faults in others* that’s devastating my repute as a obnoxious person…I odium u maintaining, 2 depict me as *minx* individual flirting with who ever comes in the vicinity of me….*I repudiate* 2 be identified in that way…but emerges like I can’t do nothing about it….*the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak*….

regardless of my condemn, humorous piece, *walaahi* u r endowed, so take this recommendation sis, *don’t tolerate ppl 2 stifle ur distinctiveness in writing *anecdotes*….alongside keep on scribbling it down that will assist u 2 amplify ur capacity....I found it drolly as the other piece u scripted earlier on.....

[Dhaga Bacayl]

Basra,

Hadaba nacas ha naqonine..lets be friends. Hold my hand and sing with me 1, 2, 3...I love you, you love me..we're happy....cousins.

[Basra-]

Ureeyso@loool


As usual i am impressed with your profuse munificent! I am if not shocked-- then in a great state of taciturn! Your exaltation are not very vexing i must say.I urge you to continue your dictum about my talents without any modesty.


However---I am the authoress of my story---thereby the pilot of the vessel to Planet fiction.I will concuct what i please-- & portray who i want--accordingly & naturally--- extravacantly!!



PS: Please--- strop abusing vocabulary like u do--- I scream with Chagrin'!

Dhaga--- Inaa adeer---- waar kiir --- inyooow!

[dhuusa_deer]

[quote="Basra-"]Dhuuso are u a Fagggg???

[/quote]

no basra, I just want to get a mental image of you...you know how big your mellons are...your rolls and curves...

[Ureysoo]

*Basra*...

u damn right, I can’t impose u 2 modify my recent character….but be more compassionate, and sweet tempered, and make me more durable than im in the 1st episode…*xaraam caleek* I abhor 2 be considered as a courteous geek….

[Basra-]

"I abhor 2 be considered as a courteous geek…. "





Point taken. Well, maybe you are one dear-- it is okey to be one u know-- the geeks as u know--hold the worlds market nowadays--the revenge of the geeks i should say?? looool Only in High school is a geek in danger-- but as soon as u hit the real world-- u are one successesful bill gates!

So u are looking for one of the main roles? A durable one? looool Okkkkk enough with the vocabulary Voltairism!

[gadfly]

looooool. Surprise, surprise, I see you've made me the dashing hero of your story. lol.

I've always thought of myself as a Mr.Darcy-I don't know about the anti-social part though. And like him, I've yet to come upon an Elizabeth, or at least one with "very dark large eyes,dark bulky curly hair, strawberry luscious lips, and wit & brains" (I really hate to play the "your such a narcissist" card, but you really have outdone yourself this time-self-absorption, vanity, egoism and perhaps some imaginary flair all combined into one big bowl of narcissistic soup). But since you've conveniently portrayed yourself as an "exotic" Elizabeth, it looks like I've finally, and forcibly, found my match.

Anyway, 2 thumbs up for giving me a good laugh. Can't wait to see the "surprising" end to this one.

[Basra-]

lol@gadfly


Look who we have here??? Why its the very Darcy inaa Faan badaan hero of my story! Well JA's Darcy was anti-social-- as the topic says--P&P the somali version.Adopted from the original P&P-- but somaliishh! Get it? loool Who is narcissist now?? It is about the book not you.







"I really hate to play the "your such a narcissist" card, but you really have outdone yourself this time-self-absorption, vanity, egoism and perhaps some imaginary flair all combined into one big bowl of narcissistic soup"

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL



Why thank you, i try little. Yes do look forward to the 'surprising' finis' to the Happy ending story!

[Basra-]

Saturday Day Party.



The collective elegant dancing was going on by the time the Magools arrived to the party.The girls were exquisititely dressed; Basra in clean White, satin silk flowy gown, Ureeeyso in yellow silk gown & Dangirl in plain black & white gown.MRs Magool wore a flash red silk gown.Mr. Kamal was standing at the door anticipating the arrival of his Ureeyso-- along his side--stood the Miss Kamal & Mrs Jamaican.They had no expression on their face other than utter contempt on the impending danger of talking to Mrs Magool again.Mr Gadfly stood far--away in the corner --his hand neatly folded behind him, his shoulders upright straight.Occasionally he will make little more --to run his hand through his hair & return back to the folding.

"MrS Magool--- welcome -- I am very happy you could make it!" Said Kamal as he kissed Mrs Magool on the hands.


"Why thank you my dear-- we were almost mugged by a bunch of Gypsies. (Later refered as the moryaan in the 21st century)


"Oh No-- are you alright?" Asked the concerned Kamal.


"Oh we are fine-- they just passed up by-- i know it is nothing -- but still my heart was beating faster than a race horse.I so apologize for our late arrival, sir" MRs Magool said as she eyed the room. She was inexplicably in a great mood. She planned to dance with the other married men in the dance floor--while her husband sat down & conversed with other dull, looking men.Mr Kama meanwhile was looking at Miss Ureeyso-- particularly smiling, & delighted to see her in that ravishing yellow, expensive gown--that Mrs Magool, without hesitant announced she saved for it! He took her by the hand--& also kindly asked Miss Basra for the other hand--but she decline politely.Miss Basra however--directed him to Miss Dangirl---while she went about the room, looking for her friend--Mrs Doomed Luggooyo.



The dance floor was filled with ravishing, refined couples--classic music was in the air, the crowd danced in a traditional protocal.The males stood in one long line facing opposite the female--as they exchange directions, as they danced away---arm to arm & glare to stare!Miss Basra Finally saw Mrs Doomed Luggooyo standing alone while her husband was busy reading certain famous somali poet.


"Aaaahh Mrs Doomed L. --so nice to see you.I dare say i was wondering if you will come to the party being -- newly engaged" Spoke Basra--as she ran towards her friend--in a succession of quick embrace & affectionate kiss cheek greetings.


"Oh Basra-- i am engaged-- not dead. Beside, my fiancee` gives me enough time to myself--to worry about time to spare.He is always in his garden or library." Mrs Doomed L spoke with some reservation of sadness. Basra observed her friend most pitifully & nodded her head to oblige her--or rather give her a none obvious smypathetic acknowledgement.Mr Gadfly however was starring at Miss Basra alot. HE could not take his eyes off her.IT was so bad that Mrs Doomed realized it & commented about it!


"I dare say-- Mr- G--does stare at you a great deal.I wonder why? I thought he was very proud & cared for no other lady other than the --Misses in his company?? Asked Mrs L


Basra quickly threw a glance at Mr G. & immediately gave Mrs. L a gentle smile.

" I have no idea why He stares.I suppose he judges my demeanor or thinks me very intolerable.Whatever it is-- i care not. " Said Basra



"Perhaps he wishes to ask you to dance. He is a very rich man basra- if he asks you, he does you honor by singling you out! MRS L. responded with a smile.



"I promise i will reject him --not only will i reject him-- i will spit on his face.Oh he does annoy me. He is the most --abominably --annoying proud man i ever met." Retorted Basra while unaware that the very gentleman she was condemning was approaching behind her.

"Miss Basra Magool-- will you care to dance? You will do me a great honor." Asked Mr Gadfly.

" YES" ---- answered the bewildered Miss Basra.




And so they began to dance--awkwardly & silently.

"Do you ever speak--Mr Gadfly? " Asked Basra --as she danced--just when the music started began---the noise of the music simply diminishes their conversation being heard'.



'Yeah-- i do speak--when i find it appropriate" He retorted.



"Do you drink Camel milk MR Gadfly? Asked Miss Basra.



"I beg your pardon?" responded a shocked, confused Mr Gadfly.



Ha Ha Ha --Laughed Basra-- & then responded-- "nothing-- i just wanted to see--if u were alive"


"Well what is your successes? he grimly asked.


"Not sure actually.You strike me as a self, pompous egotistic bore-- who needs serious ----slappings!!!



Mr Gadfly ---shocked & offended --whipped out his belt & started chasing Basra --out. Meanwhile Miss Dangirl--was screaming--- yes Beat her ! Beat her!!

Sorry I cannot continue the story-- i was bored in the middle of the story!!

[Kamal35]

Absolutely brilliant and funny, Basra! I'm sorry I missed this thread while being out. Completly Jane Austen's style! One more year practising in this way and you'll be able to find not your own style, but a GREAT style. As a writting exercise is fantastic: you capture the essence, reveal the details that give the reader "the image", the "instant" (I mean: while you're reading a novel, you can "see" the images). You're fantastic on that. For example, if in Spanish you write: "Bebió un vaso de fresquísima agua" (She drank a glass of refreshing water) you feel thirsty and you need to drink a glass of so so cold water. Or if you write: "Y allí estaba el general, con su joven y bella esposa" ("And there was the general, with his young and beautiful wife"... inmediately you associate general with an old man, and "his young and beautiful wife" with a young girl, about her twenties... ready to have an affair with some 'young and handsome' lieutennant... conflict). Just in a sentence you can expose a situation ("And there was the general, with his young and beautiful wife") an inner situation (A young girl don't want to marry a general, because he's old, but he has power and money) and a conflict: if she's young and he's old, she will look for a handsome and young boy for her.

You're really brilliant on this: you're capturing the essence, giving good descriptions at the details you want to bring up, create a good atmosphere. Jane Austen was perfect on that. She didn't need to describe a boring party. She only took flashes at a certain situation: someone is kissing a girl's hand, someone is saying: "Let's the party to start", someone is steering at the door, someone feels nervous. It's a choral movement when you have a room full of people.

For me, a good writter is someone who has a really musical taste, like an orchestra conductor who is, at the same time, the composer of a symphony: You have to keep on mind the way you start a symphony and the way you conclude this symphony. The rest is just playing with music. A classic composer has 4 movements to develop a symphony, like a theatre writter. A film director has 7-8 movements or sections for a movie. A writer can have 21 movements or chapters, and, like a chess player, has to move a lot of pieces, everyone of them with their own character, personality, ways of speaking, ideas, attitudes. A classical conductor is moving the music notes of 80 people. A film director can move 200 people. A writer can move the minds of millions of readers.

You're good on it, Basra. And don't forget my advice: Get all the books by GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ. In English. He will open your mind 100% as a really really good writer.

You're good now. Really good. Now it's time to be perfect.

[Kamal35]

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[TZ Somali]

boobsra..put your so called "pride and prejudice" on ya shytehole

[maria from west side]

Tz....
You are really mad at her