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Muhammad Bai Drammeh

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On Fri, 18/11/16, Baba Jallow <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

 Subject: [G_L] Smiling Forest Revisited - 6
 To: [log in to unmask]
 Date: Friday, 18 November, 2016, 19:42
 
 
 
 Chapter
 Six
 
  
 
 Jumbo the
 peacock, Chamil the buzzard and the rival factions of
 Smiling
 Forest 
 
  
 
 From the day he appointed
 Jumbo the peacock Possible Successor To The Throne, the
 proverbial clock ticked
 faster for Talkmuch Dolittle. The strange event generated an
 unprecedented tide
 of gossip in the agitated forest, as the animals wondered
 just what had become
 of the ailing monarch. His appointment of Jumbo was either
 an act of madness or
 lack of control over his senses and willpower. Some of the
 more astute and
 observant animals smelt trouble in the air and knew that
 somehow, something bad
 was bound to happen in the not too distant
 future.
 
  
 
 For some time, nothing
 happened. Jumbo the peacock, who now
 walked around with his nose turned up to the skies and his
 feathers more oily
 and more shiny than ever before, basked in his newfound
 power and prestige. He
 grew more flamboyant by the hour, regularly oiling and
 brushing his ever-bright
 feathers and loudly hailing Talkmuch Dolittle’s philosophy
 of Sweaty-Sweaty.
 Rather than discourage the unhealthy competition between the
 wives of the
 higher animals as to who visited distant lands more often,
 who had the greatest
 number of cars and hoards of dazzling jewelry, Jumbo the
 peacock gleefully
 encouraged the culture of flamboyance and corruption in
 Smiling Forest. His
 sudden rocketing to the number two position in Smiling
 Forest greatly increased
 the influence of the notorious Terifo faction within the
 government over the
 rival Mayifo faction, some of whose leaders had fallen from
 grace for cheering
 Talkmuch Dolittle’s declaration of intent to step down.
 
 
  
 
 Over the years
 Terifo and Mayifo, the two wealthy factions
 within the Smiling Forest government had vigorously competed
 for the favors of
 the ailing monarch and their competition extended to their
 wives, friends and
 families. One of the biggest arenas of the competition was
 the weekly drumming
 and dancing sessions at the exclusive Horses Nightclub,
 where every Friday
 evening, the legendary drummer Chamil the buzzard
 entertained the cream of
 Smiling high society. The wives and concubines of Smiling
 government officials
 religiously thronged to the Horses Nightclub, clad in
 colorful robes of
 expensive fabric, their fingers and necks decked with
 dazzling pieces of
 jewelry and the smell of expensive exotic perfumes imported
 from overseas
 filling the air with an intoxicating aura that almost filled
 the whole of
 Smiling Forest. As soon as Chamil the buzzard started
 beating his talking drum
 and extolling the virtues of one wealthy wife or the other,
 the well-fed women
 would frantically dash onto the dancing floor, seductively
 wriggle their
 waists, shake their butts in the famous yengal
 style, and
 thrust wads of brand new bank notes at the crafty buzzard,
 who
 soon grew fat and wealthy. They openly competed as to who
 gave more money to
 Chamil the buzzard and who had her praises sang more often.
 On either side of
 the floor, male members of the rival factions stood grinning
 with ready
 supplies of more bank notes to their wives and concubines
 and threw mocking
 anecdotes at each other in the guise of sophisticated
 pleasantries, as befitted
 a civilized and well read community. 
 
 
 Once in a while,
 to add sugar to the spice, one of the more
 happy men would suddenly rush onto the floor, grab a
 partner, and perform a
 couple of teyakh moves, before
 rushing back to the sidelines amid a great uproar, clapping
 and much laughter.
 The teyakh
 move, which required a
 nimble agility of the waist, was considered an unmistakable
 sign of virility.
 Older members of the rival factions, to prove that they
 still had not gone njigirr,
 were frequent performers of the
 teyakh
 move.
 And then later, at
 their separate vous,
 their meeting places, members of the two rival factions
 would
 slap each other on the back and say, “Boy that was a
 really good teyakh!!
 Boy, did you see how that ndo did
 the yengal!!
 Boy that jeg was
 really good!!” They never failed to hilariously recall how
 poor old Koto Kay
 slipped quietly out to take a rest after his lousy
 teyakh
 moves!! Na
 gayi dem
 toge! they would
 boast. Ye taa sii!
 Ala
 bi nkoyo mome! Paa bi suhn paa la! Sir
 Talkmuch is
 our nakebba,
 whether
 they like it or not!  Yeah, golo
 amna almet! They all used to have
 ratatoi!
 
  
 
 Chamil the
 buzzard, the crafty mastermind of seductive
 lyrics always added more and more sugar and spice to his
 string of taasu songs and woi sa maams, which always brought more and more banknotes
 falling
 to his feet and sticking from his copati hat. The
 weekly partying at the Horses Night
 Club went far into the early morning hours when the famous
 bigwigs and their
 partners jumped into their luxury cars and sped off to their
 cozy homes.
 Meanwhile, the poor and not so lucky majority animals of
 Smiling Forest drank
 the hot dry air and made do with not so available timber. At
 the weekends, they
 wore their best outfits and did the famous tobal
 tanka dances at
 the less prestigious but good enough baal puuserr get togethers. "Ratatoi or no
 ratatoi, we will have our kurus ak
 jaasi," the lower animals would gaily sing as they
 moved back and forth, back and forth in their famous
 tobal tanka dances.             
 
 
 
 
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