A National Geographic Experience

Poetry is something which I try very rarely. I don't know about rules of poetry, but I write the way words come out and as long as it sounds good, it goes onto the paper. Probably if I had followed certain rules it could have sounded a lot better. So if u have any fundaes please leave comments.

Had the slightest idea on what I was trying to narrate in the poem? Here's the story:


Myself, Mr.T,R,and B were walking by the tarams bus stop after having a hearty meal last week. This is when we came across torams, (the name sounds so stupid.......but who else can come up with such a name than our Mr. B, the FAG!) the tortoise. Beside it we found this dog, posed with a tilted head, bulbing on how exactly the stone before it was moving. So we came up with this brilliant idea to take torams along with us and leave it in no better place than our own jungle campus. Moreover that would save the tortoise from the hungry dog, which was still wondering if its a stone.

So!....of what better use is my digicam for?!.....We started off with a spree of "National geographic level" photographing of torams.(you see....the idea of naming it was also truly professional!). We took torams to our room....photographed it and did all kinds of stuff...like giving it some obstacle course, turning it upside down...........studying the cause and effect of its stimuli(basically paining it to the max!...although only for a while. INSPIRATION: ANIMAL PLANET's CROC HUNTER STEVE). The remaining story is self explanatory I guess.


Note: There are few words (such new words are in bold italics) which would not be found in the dictionary. They are borrowed from IIT Lingo. But believe me....its very simple to know what they mean. You only need to feel the pronunciation. If you have problems understanding them, refer Student Slang At IIT Madras: A Linguistic Field Study