Lost in serene tranquility,
An unusual calm remained.
An unexpected tempest unveiled.
It was the silence before a storm.
The storm raged on,
It seemed to have lasted for an eternity.
But it was just a speck in the span of time.
Everything was uprooted; every belief shattered.
It was time for new life to spring out,
Out of the barren desert that remained.
Watered by the belief it had,
A tiny sprig of life sprouted.
One by one in the barren land,
Life began to bloom out of death.
A search for lost divinity embarked.
But the pursuers were left thirsty of what they sought.
When all hope was lost, that tiny sprig,
with one last effort
Found the spirit that it sought,
stashed away into the shadows.
The quest was a triumph,
peace and calm restored.
The seekers vowed never to let the storm
show its ugly face again.

Their chattering grew louder and louder
The air choking with incessant laugher.
It seemed music to their ears
How content and happy they appear.
They race ahead, in this mindless play
Not knowing they were headed to dooms day.
Like retards they twaddle,
Move from nest to nest in search of constant babble.
Unknown to them is a band,
A band whom they abject with the flick of a hand.
Wretched they called them,
And found nothing but condemn.
But the band refused to be thwarted.
They fought until the herd of the witless, bled
To realize that they were nothing more than a Racket.

Waiting for you, here in nowhere land
You bring a smile, to my otherwise colourless world
The sparkle in your eyes, the warmth of your hand
Why did I wait, wait to be hurled
From where I pretended to belong
To your world of love
I knew you’d take me along
To see what lay ahead, but nothing above.

Sitting in a hollow head, waiting to be let out
It tries hard but in vain, to see the light, to burn all flout
A storm of thoughts, blew it all away
It took a bow in gloom; it turned to leave in dismay
Darkness reigned; through the shadows it flew, deeper and deeper into the hollow
Until there was a flicker of the sun, to find who else but Apollo himself
The end of the tunnel, lead to a glow that set alight a smoldering desire
The time had come, to wake up, to act, to rise higher
Alas, it was free, to fly out of the murkiness,
Into the land of color, joy and happiness.

You could call this the best sitcom ever. Yup, THE BEST!!! It has fun, confusion, drama, action, fun, fun, fun and a whole lot of fun. And you do get to learn some English too, the basics that everyone seems to have forgotten. If anybody had a chance to read an article on Outlook, dated 24 March, 2008, “Torment of English”, then you’d probably get my point. Getting back to Mind Your Language, it is about a night school teacher, Jeremy Brown (played by Barry Evans), who takes up the job of teaching English to a bunch of foreigners.

Every episode is great in a way, but I’d say the first episode, “The First Lesson”, has to be one of the best.
(Ali enters Miss Courtney’s office)
Ali: I am coming here for to be learning the English and I am hopping to be unrolled.
Miss Courtney: Hopping to be unrolled???
Ali: Like it say in your syllabus!
Miss Courtney: You mean “hoping to be enrolled”.

Ali: Jolly good. (One of Ali’s frequently used phrases)

Mr. Brown bumps into Ali outside Miss Courtney’s office.
Ali: Oh Dreary me, I am not going where I’m looking.
Mr. Brown: No, I wasn’t looking where I was going.
Ali: That makes the two of us.

Mr. Brown (on entering the classroom): I am pleased to meet you all. Ali: We are also pleased to be meeting you.
Mr. Brown: I am Brown.
Ali: Oh no, you are committing a mistake. Mr. Brown: Mistake?
Ali: Yes, please. You are not brown; we are brown (referring to himself and Jamila). You are white.
Mr. Brown: My name is Brown. I am your teacher.
Giovanni: Ah, you professori!!! Silencio!!!

Mr. Brown asks each one of his students their names and occupation.
Mr. Brown: A waiter?
Giovanni: No not a waiter, a cook’the.
Mr. Brown: Cook’the???
Giovanni: See, I cook the ravioli, I cook the spaghetti, I cook the lasagna! I cook the everything.
Mr. Brown: A Chef!
Giovanni: Hokay!!!

Ali: I am Ali Nadim, from Lahore. I am working at the moment, not anywhere at all.
Mr. Brown: You are unemployed?
Ali: Yes, please. Only one day a week I am working.
Mr. Brown: What do you do then?
Ali: I am going to the unemployement exchange for to be collecting my money. Oh blimey! I get more money for not being working than when I am working.
Mr. Brown: So before you discovered this secret of eternal wealth, what did you do?
Ali: Blimey! I worked.

Ranjith (entering the classroom): A thousand apologies for my lateness. The only bus was going backwards.

Max and Giovanni arguing over who would sit next to Danielle.
Giovanni: Before you were sit over there.
Max: And before you were sit over there.
Giovanni: You go back sit where you were before.
Fight

The best part of this episode is the way Giovanni tries to convince Mr. Brown that he has to sit next to Danielle. The colour blind joke and all that. Ha Ha!!! The frequent frays between Ranjith and Ali!

I have enjoyed every little thing about this show. The title track is amazing as well. This series is a must watch for everyone who loves English and wants to have a good laugh.