Carrying on the noble task started by Priya, I hereby endeavour to translate some amazing poetry seen in kannada cinema in recent times to my readers
He: aye chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe KR maarukaTTe naan ninage baredu koTTe aye butterfly butterfly butterfly butterfly KR market, I gave it off to you. She: aye koTTe koTTe koTTe koTTe kannambaaDi kaTTe naan ninge muDipu iTTe aye gave gave gave gave kannambaaDi kaTTe, I mortgaged it for you He: ninna kaNN yaakO nanne gurrukoTTyaave aase barrekaTTyaave your eyes for some reason stare at me, desire starts coming She: ninna tuTi nange padya hELikoTyaave guMDge ghaavu koTyaave your lips teach me some poem, give me a chest wound
He: aye chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe KR maarukaTTe naan ninage baredu koTTe aye butterfly butterfly butterfly butterfly KR market, I gave it off to you. She: aye koTTe koTTe koTTe koTTe kannambaaDi kaTTe naan ninge muDipu iTTe aye gave gave gave gave kannambaaDi kaTTe, I mortgaged it for you He: ninna kaNN yaakO nanne gurrukoTTyaave aase barrekaTTyaave your eyes for some reason stare at me, desire starts coming She: ninna tuTi nange padya hELikoTyaave guMDge ghaavu koTyaave your lips teach me some poem, give me a chest wound
She: building kaTTo mEstri welding maaDikO, nanna welding maaDiko building construction superintendent do welding for yourself, do welding of me with yourself He: buildup yaake bittari, tOLalli sErikO, baMdu tOLalli sErikO why the buildup bittari, join the shoulder, come and join the shoulder She: aye bhElu puriya baalaka bEkaaddu kELikO aye! bhEl puri's boy ask whatever you want He: paanipuriya paanaka baay tumba heerikO take in a mouthful of paanipuri's sweet water She: neenee kissu koTTaroo nandu seatu punctureu if you kiss my seat will be punctured He: neenu muTTi biTTaroo ayyO naanu punctureu if you touch me, Oh! I am only punctured!
He: aye chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe KR maarukaTTe naan ninage baredu koTTe aye butterfly butterfly butterfly butterfly KR market, I gave it off to you. She: aye koTTe koTTe koTTe koTTe kannambaaDi kaTTe naan ninge muDipu iTTe aye gave gave gave gave kannambaaDi kaTTe, I mortgaged it for you
She: naan oMdu lottery company, bumperu hoDedukO, ah! bumperu hoDedukO! I am a lottery company, come and hit the bumper, ah! hit the bumper! He: krishna bhagyalakshmiyE marriageu maaDikO, nannE marriageu maaDikO krishna bhagyalakshmi, marry, marry me wonly She: baLegaara neenu pOkiri touchingu maaDikO Oh! banglesman loafer, do the touching He: baLe haakutteeni chOkkari fittingu nODikO I will put the bangles on you, O girl, check the fitting She: naanu baambay miTTaayi neenu local saaraayi I am bombay candy, you are local arrack He: naanu ninna sipaayi aaDu abba abbaayi I am your soldier, play hide and seek
He: aye chiTTe! aye butterfly! She: En chiTTe? what butterfly? He: aaa keTTe! aaa I am screwed!
He: aye chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe chiTTe KR maarukaTTe naan ninage baredu koTTe aye butterfly butterfly butterfly butterfly KR market, I gave it off to you. She: aye koTTe koTTe koTTe koTTe kannambaaDi kaTTe naan ninge muDipu iTTe aye gave gave gave gave kannambaaDi kaTTe, I mortgaged it for you
He: KR market baredu koTTe! I gave off KR market to you! She: marketu ashTEnaa? Only market eh? He: mathikere baredu koTTe! I gave off mathikere! She: mathikere iTkoMDu naanEn maaDli? What will I do with mathikere? He: MG Roadu baredu koTTe! I gave off MG Road! She: idoMdEnaa? byaare iddre hELu Only this? If you have something else, tell me. He: bengaLoorne baredu koTTe! bengaLoorne baredu koTTe! I gave off Bangalore itself! I gave off Bangalore itself! She: aanh! hang hELu! ayyO! nann jilEbi! aanh! tell like that! ayyO! my jilEbi!
The people and events referred to in this post may or may not be real. Figuring out whether they are not is none of your business in the first place, so just read on.
It is neither dark, nor stormy. Nor is it a night. It is the morning of the 14th of February, 2008. Rakesh wakes up and decides to abuse the commercialism that is synonymous with the day. So, he puts up a gtalk status message deriding the concept that is Valentine's Day.
The whole day passes by without any significant incident in Rakesh's life. Well, almost the whole day, I must say.
Ramya is a hot girl. She is from Bangalore and is a Kannadiga, and Rakesh was always secretly putting line to her. On the morning of the day, she had asked him to wait for her at the university gate so that she could tell him something. Clearly, our man was excited about the prospects, albeit imaginary at this moment and dressed up well by the evening. But the fact that she would come and do whatever she did at 5 pm on 14th of February, 2008 was something that he had not imagined in his wildest dreams. And whether or not you are curious to know what it is, I am going to describe the incident.
Ramya came to Rakesh, bent down on one knee, took out a Rakhi and tied it on his hand. She said 'aNNa, neen noor varsha baaLbEku. elli aa annu sweet koDteeni' and put an old chocolate in his mouth. All the girls that she had gathered to see this burst out into a peal of laughter. Our hero's heart sank lower than the dead sea.
Rakesh's status message after this: Chamak: Surprise / Betrayal: "Maga, Ramya nanage chamak koTTbiTTlumaga. Ramya nanage rose koDtaaLe aMkoMDidde, raakhi kaTTbiTTLu maga!"
Step 1: Obtain a bed Step 2: Put it in a bed room Step 3: Find a partner Step 4: Boot machine up, preferably to linux or some *nix OS. Step 5: Copy the contents given below into a makefile, put it in some place convenient and go to that directory in the shell Step 6: Type make love , press return and enjoy
Rajesh: What will you do after you find your special someone?
Priya: verify it in poly time
Rajesh: I will generalise her
Priya: in minkowski 4D space
Rajesh: we have no chance biDu
Rajesh: Remember Catch 22 Priya: ja Rajesh: Remember the letter that Doc Daneeka's wife gets when he is supposed to be killed? Priya: no Rajesh: Dear Mrs., Mr., Miss, or Mr. and Mrs. Daneeka:
Words cannot express the deep personal grief I experienced when your husband, son, father or brother was killed, wounded or reported missing in action. Priya: Now this is true non-determinism Rajesh: =))
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