Soma Newspaper---at the Chaikhana (tea-house)
On the back page of every paper, these two men have a chat about...well, everything. Their conversation rambles and jumps and rabbit-trails, never to return. But sometimes they really nail a concept or the cause behind something that everyone complains about. Here's part of one...
read the whole bit here.
JWAMER
Come on Bayiz who am I to give advice to those professional people!
BAYIZ
But I have seen school children giving advice to the government.
JWAMER
School children are advising the government?
BAYIZ
Yes and so many times.
JWAMER
Oh my God, why?
BAYIZ
Don’t ask me, ask democracy. Sorry, sorry, I think its real name is chaos.
JWAMER
Bayiz do you have a handkerchief?
BAYIZ
Yes, but it is dirty. Why?
JWAMER
I want to cry, we must all cry, cry for converting the ideal of democracy into a chaotic situation.
BAYIZ
I have no objection. I will cry with you, but it is not only us that should take responsibility. Others are responsible, too.
JWAMER
Do you mean our kind neighbors?
BAYIZ
Definitely not. I mean those who liberated Iraq. They brought us the food but they didn’t teach us how to eat it.
JWAMER
Don’t simplify the matter Bayiz, it is a multi-faceted one. But the bulk of the responsibility falls upon us. We failed in all the exams, let us cry.
BAYIZ
I hate exaggeration but since you insist on crying take the handkerchief. Here it is.
1 comment:
Thanks for sharing this, Colleen; I went to read the whole thing, and was intrigued by several articles in the paper. It definitely gives me more insight into the culture there!
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