Counting Down: XIV days to go

It was a hot summer morning of 2004. I was having a terrible day at work; while getting out of a discussion and before getting into the next one, I made a quick call to crib. When I returned from the meeting, I found the following poem in my mailbox.

once in New Delhi land,
there was a place not too grand,
people called it ‘Model’ Town,
but the roads there made every driver frown.

In that town on princess lane,
lived a girl with a beautiful mane.
her eyes sparkled when she smiled,
and townsfolk knew that for many a mile.

Alas! that was not to last,
came one day a dragon, hard and fast,
he took the little girl to his keep,
and the townsfolk could do little but weep.

the dragon made her do all his chores,
cleaning, cooking, and fifty scores.
her spirits were up she always worked,
never ever you’d see the dragon irked.

but one day her patience broke,
the dragon wanted her to work till thirteen stroke!
dampened, she called for a prince who’d save her,
she cried upon the amulet that Fate gave her.

The prayer went out for a warrior of light,
who’d slay the dragon in a fair and long fight.
He’d never let the dragon harm her…
but the prayer went in to the ear of a farmer!

the farmer may have been humble to his soul,
but he was still very strong and bold.
a maiden’s prayer he had to heed
“here, donkey!” he called to his noble steed.

he set out, our inimitable champion,
to find the maiden in the dragon’s bastion.
after a long journey through jungles and moors,
man and donkey came upon the castles outer doors.

said the farmer, “come forth, you evil spawn!”
“I shall slay you here before dawn.”
The donkey too, stood steadfast,
after all, the master always gave him a good breakfast.

The dragon came thundering along,
“who dare challenge me?”, he said, almost in a song
He saw the piss poor farmer, and verily he laughed,
must have been something he ate, because he also barfed.

But then he saw the donkey by his master,
and he started laughing even faster.
historians disagree over what happened after,
but suffice to say, the dragon died of uncontrolled laughter.

The farmer scratched his head, still not seeing the light,
you see, for all his courage, he was not very bright.
The maiden came to him and gave him a kiss,
that is when he realized, he had saved the miss.

He regarded the scene as a job well done,
they rode home donkey back, oh, what fun!
Life came to normal the girl was free,
the townsfolk came together, and cheered in glee.

I wish I could day happily ever after,
but how can a dragon just die of laughter?
no, he had just fainted, for you see, in dragons, he had no equal,
and like every successful franchise, I have now room for a sequel.

But the farmer and the damsel were happy for now,
for the donkey had also met a nice, bovine cow.
They lived in true happiness by the mountains,
the trees, the flowers, and the lively fountains.

THE END

It was from the boy I had recently started dating. Β He sat in his workplace and wrote the poem to cheer me up. It worked that day, it works even today.

the new boy

the new boy

He graduated to the role of boyfriend soon. No, he did not get much choice in it.

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7 Responses to “Counting Down: XIV days to go”

  1. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    This is simply precious. Loved the poem and the cute story behind it. I love such creative surprises.

    Three cheers for the Princess and the farmer. πŸ™‚

  2. Oh and Happy Anniversary! πŸ™‚

  3. How sweet!
    Errr, how much is XIV? Yours is on 14th, right? What plans? πŸ˜€

    • sunshin3girl Says:

      You just put two and two together, Mala. XIV is 14, of course. πŸ™‚

      I – 1
      V – 5
      X – 10
      L – 50
      C – 100
      D – 500
      M – 1000

      No special plans, we have a house full right now. I guess, I will count down on my blog. πŸ˜‰

  4. Math was never a favorite subject, you see πŸ˜›

  5. Thats a nice read and a nicer story!!

    Congratulations on the anniversary!

  6. 2BigChefs Says:

    Sooper. And I thought such boyfriends never existed.
    Gives me faith. This story πŸ™‚

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