Let me introduce you guys to Alex Smart. He is an ordinary Kashmiri, loud and stupid. Thanks to a friend, I managed to get a lot of cartoons made, which from now on are going to represent him. Alex Smart always ends my post in a surprising yet funny way.. Sometimes he will be the true Kashmiri self, most other times he will be some one or the other.. Ladies and Gentleme.. This first dedicated post to Alex Smart is a really smart poem indeed. Meant for those Kashmiris who try and join english coaching centres in order to improve their English. Umm.. I knew one guy who went.. He started talking to me in the wierdest mix of American-Kashmiri accent English.. As I have said somewhere.. Kashmirs and Americans dont mix... Here is something I found somewhere..
I take it you already know
of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you,
on hiccough, thorough, laugh and through.
Well done! And now you wish, perhaps,
to learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word,
that looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead -- it's said like bed not bead --
and for goodness' sake don't call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt)
A moth is not the moth in mother,
nor both in bother, broth in brother.
And here is not a match for there,
nor dear and fear for bear and pear.
And then there's dose and rose and lose --
just look them up -- and goose and choose,
and cork and work and card and ward,
and font and front and word and sword,
and do and go and thwart and cart --
come, come I've hardly made a start.
A dreadful language? Man alive.
I'd mastered it when I was five.