Nakulan’s wants

A roll of veththalai, I want
And lime and nuts and the works.
To wash it down, water. And a flask
of ice. And oh, a bottle of rum.
Bring me smokes.
Bring me a light.
Don’t forget to bring me yourself.
My friend, now that I am dying,
I want your conversation the most.

[Original]

(More translation: 1,2,3,4 and 5)

Posted by Chandrachoodan Gopalakrishnan on March 21st, 2008 | Filed in Random Writings |

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