My Enchanting Sereeb

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Permeate


In her regal new dress and hairdo, she stood next to the car and posed for a photo.

He directed the brand new digital camera in her direction and shouted: Cheeeeeeese.

She wrinkled her huge nose and stretch her almost-lipless mouth into a line of a smile.

He pressed the button.

She wrinkled her nose again.

He thought to himself: "why wrinkle the ugly nose? Is it the Cheese?"

He checked the photo and murmured into himself: "God, isn't she ugly? No matter how much make-up she smears on her ugly face, no matter how many nice clothes she puts on on her midget-y figure, no matter how many pieces of expensive jewelry she wears, no matter what, she will always be ugly, ugly, ugly. Her ugly soul seems to permeate to her exterior look. Ugly inside and outside!"

He looked at her and shouted: "Nalganik Shayna, shayna, wal Jamal khatiki."



Not an extract :)