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Thursday, April 8, 2021

Ghodar-dim #NewNormal #A2Z

Ghodar-dim (ঘোড়ার ডিম) 
(Bengali– Pronounced [gho-rar-deem])


A sarcastic term for ‘nothing’ or false hope. It literally means ‘horse’s egg’, therefore representing something that doesn’t exist.






First, they said the summer would cure it
 
Then they said let's think of us as a herd

Later they hoped it will cure itself

Then they looked for miracle divine

places of worship, or some shrine


Then we hoped against hope

If horses could lay eggs

and elephants could fly 

we all loved to believe

it can't touch us

someone else will die.




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This is my 6th #AtoZ, read the posts from previous challenges HERE.

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This post is also part of the global Blogging from A to Z 2021



27 comments:

  1. We secretly believe and hope that we are invincible. A lovely witty take on the situation.

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  2. Wow.Those last words. Well done.
    There are also folktales about people thinking pumpkins are horse eggs...

    The Multicolored Diary

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  3. I agree false hope are more dangerous!!

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  4. Crisp and effective poem.
    We have a similar phrase in Telugu, though we call it Gadidha guddu (Donkey's egg).

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  5. "Horse's Egg" made me laugh.
    Here in Switzerland we have the term "Eier-legende Wollmilchsau", which translates to a pig that lays eggs and can be used for milk and wool as well. We use the word to describe impossible things such as customer's unrealistic expectations of a product.

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    1. Wow, good to know almost similar expressions in other languages too

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  6. Well said...something like "if 'ifs and buts' were candy and nuts, we'd all have a merry Christmas". If you get a chance, visit my Garden

    Cheers,
    Crackerberries

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  7. Wow powerful words crisply captured .... in Tamil there is a phrase about a white crow flying
    https://pagesfromjayashree.blogspot.com/2021/04/giants-grawp-and-ghatothkacha.html

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  8. I enjoyed this poem. 'They' tell us all sorts of things.

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  9. Great poem. Both wryly humorous and sad at the same time. What a wonderful word. Thank you for introducing it to me.

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  10. Loved that word! Horse's egg! :)
    Feeling so helpless against the pandemic. I learnt that an influencer I followed lost her life to Covid. It's heartbreaking. I wish there was some actual cure to this thing.

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  11. I'm gonna steal this, horse's egg, love it! And your poem hits hard, especially with that last line, thanks for sharing!

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  12. The style of your poem is great as well as the content. Horse's Egg.. LOL. Nice one.

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  13. How ture! Now things seem to be getting worse with the second wave and the vaccine ......nothing seems to work.

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  14. Hope something will for all of us

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  15. You have voiced our innermost thoughts.

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  16. Clueless, confused and chaotic "they" tell us ... loved the sarcasm . Powerfully crafted.

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