365 Writing Prompt: Taglines

Often our blogs have taglines.But what if humans did, too? What would your tagline be?

I remember when I was very young a vendor used to come to our house, his intention was to sell fried spicy lentils. He made up a song to attract the attention of the children. It was all about his dried spicy fried lentils.

The lyrics of his spicy fried lentils was: my lentils are the best,

they are eaten by Bengalees who wear loose dhotis(these are worn instead of                                                                          trousers)

They are warm they are hot, come one,come all.

Each house he visited he changed the lyrics, he only went to houses where there were children. I remember running to the gate to eat his tasty goodies.

I realize now hot spicy fried lentils was his tagline, he was describing his delicious lentils to attract kids.

I cannot imagine humans having tagline, then again that car salesman comes to mind. He knew my husband and I were potential car buyers, because the one we drove to see him was on its last leg.Like a perfect salesman, he offered coffee, when we declined he went so far as to say, he’d mow our lawn, clear our snow, all we had to do was to call him.We smiled we knew what he was trying to do. The immediate feeling we got, ‘He is such a nice man.’

He tried to impress us by his demeanor and it certainly worked.

If I were to use a tagline, I’d probably talk about teaching, about the scholarships I was awarded, but having used that I can’t see droves of people coming to me to ask for help for their slow learner kid.

I don’t think I can use a tagline to impress people. The car salesman has done his sweet talk for years, it works for him. It will not work for me.

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Pausharini Vendor( poem) by Tagore Translation by Ranu

Vendor ,O vendor,

morning is spent buying and selling in  markets.

When it’s time to return home

who knows what came to mind

you sat under the shady tree,

all  the saved profit

remained in the basket,

where did your  thoughts take you.

This field,this red dirt,

Jackfruit

Jackfruit (Photo credit: Rennett Stowe)

the  leaves of the jack fruit touched by the sun,

the cold breeze

the trembling  grass

what did they say in your ears!

Far away in the river water

stripes of light glistens,

what spell does it add to your meditation.

From creations first recollection

the first vibration started your blood flow

This is why the tree and  grass

know their heart

the midday of winter__

in earth’s playground

for a long time

you play in the  golden green lawn.

Sitting in the quiet field

your mind’s screen is cast off speedily.

the light and  sky together

seem dancing in the universe

you see in front of you

middle of that huge space

the sound  playing

is humming in your heart.

The speedy calls

have ended in this familiar world.

There is no news anywhere,

no hint of action__

voiceless

sun’s  scorching  heat is felt instantly

a deep sigh comes from  empty space.

Vendor,O vendor,

you forgot for a split second buying and selling.

where’s the market, the wharf,

where’s the home, the road,

the day’s noisy murmur,

brings eternal message

to everyone’s  heart

quiet  indifference and anxiety.