Your smile

Regrets of wasted time and misspent energy haunt me in time between sleep and waking. I have long been trying to erase this intense feeling and now I am learning to forget this extreme longing. But I have to say something about your smile that scatters the colours of life. I wreath in smiles when I think of your smile. When I see you parting those lips, I see an ocean of intoxication, and all I do is look away, close my eyes and dive in, forgetting that I don’t know how to swim. The sparkling cuteness in them is deeply momentous. Endlessly deep, those glints sure are! That smile, so perfect! It captures me, enraptures me. You give me ‘forced’ dimples, worth having. I’m here replaying endless memories of you sitting next to me and talking and smiling. You may call it an obsession but nothing can match  up the beauty of your smile.

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A Mon Cheri

L’amitie seki nou partager, li comment dire zistoire Tom & Jerry
Mais dans nous zistoire, le chat fini par tombe amourE du Souris
Mo vraiment pa conne ban fasson fleuri
Pou exprime seki mo ressenti
Mais depuis beaucoup d’annEe, monn essaye avouer de fasson gallanterie
L’amour faire toi rentre dans enn rêverie
Mo conner mo touzour faire mo ban conneries
N’empeche, tous les temps ton subir mo ban cochonnerie
Et ton faire moi vinn enn gater pourie
Le respect et l’amour ki mo eprouver pou toi, zot tro fort pour etre detruit
Ena ki jalou nou camaraderie
Ena ban lezot ki faire de nou relation enn moquerie
Mo vraiment pa envie ki nou !ni meurtrie
Et mo pa envie zot coz lor nou de maniere sauvagerie
L’amour pa gagne dans quincaillerie, ni librairie
Laisse mo mett de coter ban dimounes avec enn attitude sounoiserie
Laisse mo mett de coter nou ban chamaillerie
Parceki mo envi dire d’un air flaterie
Ki to enn homme parfait, cheri.

Happy Divali

Happy Divali
Zordi fet Divali
Devant la porte nou met rangoli
Cuit gato batate mem si chaleur p faire toi affaibli
Faire nettoiyaz, ramasse feyaz , e oui mission accompli
Pa ravioli, ni brocoli ki nou pou manzE, mais ban gato bien embelli
Manz gato e partazE aussi ek voisine lili
zot tou habille bien zoli zoli
Dadi pou mem met so ” patli
Ek sms Happy Divali, portab pou rempli
Decor lakaz ek l’ampoule elektrik et place la lampe la terre lor Sali
PriyE bondiE Lakshmi pa mama Kali
Petard ek feux d’artifice faire ravaz e ban toutou p mem cachiet enba lili
Fet la lumiere cot celebrE victoir du bien sur le mal ek 1 le cœur poli
Zordi cot voisin nou pou bien accueilli
pou manz gato Divali.
A tou ban frer e sœur ; mo souhaite zot Happy Divali.
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Nous appelle zot Mesdames, Mesdemoiselles ou dames

Ena tant de choses a dire sur ban fam,
Ban jeunes, jolies dames
Et mo pou dire li dans mo slam,
Mem si pou célébré zot, nou pan met ban oriflammes.

Charmante, beauté fatale, zot ena aussi la douceur dans l’âme,
Mo bizin avoué qui la plus belle creation bon dieu, c’est ban fam.
Nous appelle zot Mesdames, Mesdemoiselles ou dames.

Respect a banla kin donn toi la vie et dans toi, zot allume la flame,
et zot mem faire face a bann blames,
Nous appelle zot Mesdames, Mesdemoiselles ou dames.

Ki zot dans buro, dans caro, dans lakaz ou zot ban sage fam,
Zot tou ansam, ansam
en amalgam,
zot dessine to la vie comme enn zoli diagramme
Nous appelle zot Mesdames, Mesdemoiselles ou dames.

Mais pas rode l’amerdement, sinon to la vie pou vinn enn drame, voir mem enn melodrame
Lor to le corps zot pou zouer dam,
Et zot pou coupe coupe toi ek zot la langue ki comment dire lam
Nous appelle zot Mesdames, Mesdemoiselles ou dames.

Rodeur l’attention, c’est enn de ban milliers caractéristik enn fam
Ena ki grand noire, prend zot pou haut de gammes
Ena ki content faire tam tam
Neanmoins mem si fam haiir fam
Zamais to pou capav match zot par ene miligramme

Mais toute fois ban fam zot doux comment dire aspartame
Et zot gate toi avec ban manzé miam miam
Ki to sorti Notre Dame ou Surinam, to bizin respecté ban madam

Alors en cette journée de la femme
a nous célébré et honore zot ki nous appelle mesdammes, Mesdemoiselles ou dames.
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50 ans l’Indépendance de nou ti zil hors pair

Apre labolition lesclavaz, pliss ki 400 milles travailleurs traverse la mer,

Hindou, musulman, sinoi, zot tou ti envie trouve simé la lumière,

Zot in tenté par enn ban propos prometteurs,

Ki quand pou dévir ross pou gagne trézor pou combat la misère.

 

Nou ban ancett dessan a Coolie Ghat dans lespoir trass enn la vie meilleure,

Malheureusement, zot découyoneé par ban menteurs,

Mais nou ban ancett, nou ban girmitiyas accepter travay pou enn ti salaire,

Et après enn contrat de 5 ans, zot rester pou nou gagne enn la vie meilleure.

 

Zot ban laboureurs,

Zot kin travay la terre,

Zot kin faire face la misère,

Zot kin passé dans enn martyre,

Zot kin viv dans l’enfer,

Zot in lutte ek tous zot le coeur,

Pou nou l’avenir.

 

Après boucou l’années, zot donne naissance a enn homme révolutionnaire

Ki pou reconnu comme père de la nation de nou ti zil hors pair,

Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolam grandi, vinn docteur

Pou sauve nou lepep  ki ti p viv dans la misère

L’homme visionaire,

Faire demande nous l’indépendance auprès la reine l’Angleterre.

 

1968, c enn nouvo l’ère,

Nous pavilion quadricolor monte en l’air,

Rouz, blé, zonn, vert,

Tous Mauriciens tinn senti zot fière,

Fière de nou l’héritaz, nou kiltir et nou valeur

Le 12 Mars 1968, nou in célèbre nou liberté et nou l’anniversaire.

 

Development finn faire

Progrès dans plizir secteurs,

Mais pli important noun vinn riss avec l’education gratis ban frères et soeurs,

L’éducation, la clé tous bans development majeurs,

L’éducation, ki in faire nou vinn ban personnes meilleures,

L’éducation, kin faire nou vinn libre et in aide nous traverse plusieurs barrières,

L’éducation, samem nou cado, très cher.

 

Moris c enn ti zil bien zoli avec plizi communautés et plizir r kiltir,

Nou viv dans la paix et dans la fraternité et nou fière,

Fière d’etre Mauricien, ban frères, soeurs.

Zeness, toi ki nou protecteur,

Anou viv comme enn sel lepep, enn sel nation, la main dans la main, pou enn bon future,

Anou mett à l’honneur,

Nou pavillon 4 couleurs

et nou donne nou ti zil tropical so valeur

en ce 50ème anniversaire.

 

All we need is love! (Valentine’s Day)

Just go shopping and all the stores are decked out in red to celebrate it. Yes, I am talking about Valentine’s Day! Celebrated on the 14th of February! Who was St Valentine and why was he such a romantic? My ten minutes of research online suggests that the origin stories for Valentine’s Day abound from the Roman fertility festival of Lupercalia to the tale of the martyred St. Valentine. Nothing very romantic about that! Then I read February 14th is commonly believed to be the start of birds’ mating season, adding to the idea that the middle of February should be a day of romance. Even Shakespeare got in on it: in Hamlet (written around the turn of the 17th century) Ophelia sings, “Tomorrow is Saint Valentine’s day, All in the morning betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your Valentine.” Such a hype about it!

Just log onto your Facebook and your news feeds are either a weird mix of couples showing their love or others showing their twisted insides in anti-love rants. The media is going rampant with it. It’s all over social networking sites, I have to say. Does anyone actually love Valentine’s Day? Yes! The manufacturers of lingerie, chocolates, and cards, the rose flower sellers, the restaurants’ owners; they all do! I can’t help but notice the Valentine’s Day paraphernalia in the stores: the cards, the chocolates, the teddy bears, the flowers, and the roses, the expressions of undying love, the love songs on the radio, cute couple holding hands smiling lovingly into each others eyes and amongst others. Sorry. I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. Excuse me while I swallow my own vomit.

Valentine’s Day – It sure means spending more money on gifts and seeing obnoxious public displays of affection everywhere you go. I have never understood why people should go the extra mile to celebrate love on just one day out of the year. But why this specific date, I mean, who on this planet had the right and authority to decide that this particular day had to be celebrated as a day of love? Why can’t we just not buy into this commercial gimmick and live all days with love instead of going all extravagantly lovey-dovey one day? Love should be celebrated fully every single day, don’t you think? You don’t need a designated day to express your love, do you?

My opinion aside, love is a most beautiful feeling and we shall all celebrate it every single day. Single or taken, everyone should feel love in their lives in one way or another. It sure is a special day for lovebirds to celebrate their relationship, enjoy each others company, and hopefully receive copious amounts of chocolate. But most importantly I presume, you have to learn to love your own darn self more on that very day.

Love is not in the gifts, the flowers, the chocolates you receive or the sexual intercourse after a candle light dinner. Love is in taking care of yourself; love is in spending quality time with your parents; love is in cooking or baking in the company of your mom in the kitchen, love is in your grandparents’ advice and stories; love is in dad’s hug or a forehead kiss; love is in your little sister’s colouring the family pic with her broken crayons; love is in watching a football match with your friends from your locality; love is in that stranger’s smile; love is everywhere! We just need to learn to savour little moments of happiness like these, the ones that make your lips stretch a bit and makes you glow.

I have nothing against valentine’s day or lovers. I am just annoyed about the commercialism associated to the very essence of love. Go forth into the world and put a little more love and smile into it than what was there before. On this note, happy valentine’s day!valentinesday-cards

Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal College- A Palace unlike others!

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Erstwhile, more precisely on the 13th of June 1930, thunder and lightning struck. Zillions of shiny particles fell and pooled together giving birth to a King with a vision to give his people the most precious gift of life, that of education. The King’s name was Mr. Ramnath Jeetah and in January 1956 he founded his castle at “Flacq-land” in order to make secondary education accessible to all the people of his country. The Castle’s name was Eastern College and it was renamed on 4th September 1991 as Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal College (PBBC) as a tribute to Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal for his immense contribution in the campaign against illiteracy and ignorance.

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The King- The Godfather- Mr. Ramnath Jeetah

In that majestic palace, there lived about 3000 beautiful beings, that is, the princes and princesses. The castle was the biggest among the many other little castles (private secondary schools) around the island of Mauritius.  PBBC palace was irreplaceable and those residing there were unique. Their uniqueness lies in the fact that they had their own cultures and values which they spread everywhere they go and even on their “Facebook” group. ( https://www.facebook.com/groups/1484390715221833/?pnref=story ).

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The Legacy!

The Palace.

The PBBC princes and princesses have always stood by each other, bringing fame and success to their realm, be it in sports and in their academic field.  They excelled in several competitions namely drama, boxing, and football amongst other arenas. Hand in hand with their Educators and all the members (administrative and non-teaching staff) in the palace, who had an unquestionable zeal for knowledge coupled with clarity of thought and beauty, the PBBC princes and princesses achieve wonders and spread the PBBC fragrance and culture wherever they go.

Guided by their “Queen-mothers”, (Dr. D. Beharee (Rector-Girls) and Ms. N. Jeetah (Rector- Boys), the elder princes and princesses made it a must to set an exemplary behavior for the little princes and princesses to follow. They always carry themselves with Royalty for they believe in their motto: “Enter to learn…Go forth to serve”.  They all work like busy ants to organize events like sports day, open day, and so on in order to promote the PBBC culture. There is panoply of flagrant instances where they come as a family to serve others. The passion of serving each other for them is like the shared feeling with each other to keep up to the name of the school and fellow PBBC princes and princesses are kins, the uniform is their skin, the castle (school) a home and education, a religion beyond any barrier that creates citizens of tomorrow.

Singing the song “Forward Bissoondoyal college march on, march on, march!” made them different from others for they flaunt it like they mean it no matter what. The song:

“Forward Bissoondoyal college march on, march on, march!

Raise the motto you deserve:
” Enter to learn go forth to serve”
March on, march on, Boys and Girls!
Boys and Girls, march on march!
In splendid array, march on, march!
For today it’s our day!
So, let us cheer,Hurray! Hurray!

Forward Bissoondoyal college march on, march on, march!
Let us resound and thrill today.
Let us make known to this island
That we grow on Flacq’s land.
Under the care of our manager
Whose name stands today ane ever!
Today and ever!”

The castle (school) is very well reputed for its harmonious PBBC culture and is classified among the biggest private secondary institutions in Mauritius. Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal College has a specific recipe which kept them in solidarity all the time, that recipe is of no secret for the cookery is always successful  as more PBBC princes and princesses join in, in good and bad times to support their family; the “PBBC-Family”. This shows how much the beautiful beings at Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal College admire their palace (School), their PBBC family and how much they want it to prosper.

Where else apart from Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal College, can you find princes and princesses having the culture of munificence all the time? Well, that is why the PBBC palace (PBBC College) is the most special of all the palaces (Colleges). They have their own specialities and on this day they are celebrating the 60th year in the service of education. Hard as one may try, no other beings from other castles can ever inculcate their values and culture. Some are born great (like the King, Mr. Ramnath Jeetah, some achieve greatness (the educators at PBBC), and some have greatness imparted to them (the princes and princesses).

Long live Professor Basdeo Bissoondoyal College (Palace)!