chapter six HIP HOP WORLD

 

 

                                Chapter six

 

HIP   HOP   WORLD – ITS ALL COMING  BACK

 

 

 

              [balalaika and maracas having conversation about my damn life, they think they know me, but they don’t know me, let’s hear them talk more]

 

Maracas: is a pity for repertoire to think like that, I really feel for him

Balalaika: no girl don’t you dare feel for him but for me baby girl

Maracas: hmm, you big bad wolf [touching balalaika cheek] are you jealous?

Balalaika: no I’m not; repertoire is my boy any damn day

Maracas: I can see that, you two are really close, but to be honest with you he have a strange character

Balalaika: to me his a very strong man, he really have a strong heart, for a sickle cell guy  he just keep pushing it hard no matter the situation

Maracas: I never knew he has sickle cell

Balalaika: yeah he told me few days back, he said some two years ago he was in a coma for about two months

Maracas: may be that’s why his thinking of committing suicide

Balalaika: maybe his really frustrated

Maracas: I concur maybe I can psychic him up to know his mind

Balalaika: oh my baby girl is now a psychologist

Maracas: I did a little bit of psychology while in school

 

 

           [Back to bongos and Sitar doing there own dirty dancing step]

Sitar: baby boy you have a strong feet right there

Bongos: yeah girl I have to put my feet on solid ground

Sitar:  solid feet make a strong man

Bongos: you damn right, but I need you to get down on me right now

Sitar: oh yeah you want it really dirty

Bongos: dirty but gently that’s how I want it

Sitar: whatever you say boy

Bongos: yes let’s do it all damn night

Tambourine: that is my girl go Sitar, go Sitar go Sitar show them what you got

Viola: maybe you and I can take the dance floor after them

Mandolin: no problem boy

Viola: alright everybody let’s give it up for Sitar and bongos

 

 

       [Everybody in the house went gaga for both of them with thunderous of applauds]

 

 

 

Viola: now ladies and gentlemen are you ready for the final showdown!!

 

 

        Yeah… yes o!

 

     [All answered]

 

 

Viola: alright alright from the fellow let me hear you all say ladies are you ready!!

 

    Ladies are you ready!!! [Guys respond]

 

Viola: where they at, for the ladies, ladies only, we won’t dance with you if you don’t say guys we are ready!!

 

 

     Guys we are ready!![Ladies shouted]

 

Viola: I see everyone is ready but before that mandolin and I got to flirt it out on the dance floor

Castanets:  now let the beauty of dance come out on the dance floor

Piccolo: people let’s clear the dance floor for them lovely couple to show their God- giving talent

Viola: so what’s it going to be girl?

Mandolin: oh I’m going all out on your fine butt

Viola: what are you doing, you are taking your shirt off oh you really want to make this nasty

Cello: what in the hell is she doing, this is a strip show guys

Piccolo: yes I love what I’m seeing right now

Castanets: that is my girl right there, show them how to do it and shake those things you have

 

 

            [Harp pulls the door curtain to peep into what’s going on in the room]

 

 

Repertoire: hey harp what’s up what are you doing here

Harp: repertoire tell me the truth do you really enjoy this terrible dance and the naked thing going on

Repertoire: damn right, music is banging butts shaking, what else can a guy ask for, but seriously is not whether I like it or not is what the guys want

Harp: what do you really want?

Repertoire: what I really want, I just want to see everybody happy

Harp: what else

Repertoire: hmm let me see, what else, well I want you to be mine

Harp: you must be dreaming

Repertoire: no girl I’m damn serious, but I’ll understand if you reject me because I’m really drunk right now

Harp: well well thank god you know you are drunk, as for me I have to go and study

Repertoire: do you mind if I join you

Harp: why not after all two heads they say is better than one

 

 

       [Off we go into her room to study her books if you know what I mean, and of course guys in the house are still giggling it out]

 

 

Viola: oooh baby! Mandolin you are bad

Mandolin: come on boy caress me, let me feel you in me

Viola:  can you feel me now

Mandolin: yes boy

Cello: alright alright everybody if you know you really want to dance come to the dance floor and let go your trouble

 

       Yeah!! Stop! Stop! Let the fellow roll o roll o

 

Harmonica: congas look behind you, your boy is coming

Congas: banjo come on let’s dance

Banjo: hey congas what’s up with you?

Congas: nothing much I’m just trying to have fun

Harmonica: banjo how’s everything

Banjo: everything is cool

Harmonica: and how’s life treating you

Banjo: what can I say life has been somehow full of ups and down?

Harmonica: I agree with you, what a life we live in here, especially for us youth

Banjo: you can say that again

Harmonica: is one thing to have five credits pass in your senior secondary school exam, is another to have good grades in the university examination

Banjo: yeah talking about senior secondary school examination, it was really tough for everyone; all the guys have to buy another form to register for another exam before having those five credits pass

Harmonica: that’s what I did too; I had to buy another form to register for the exam

Banjo: I known about that

Harmonica: what do you mean, who told you?

Banjo: Piccolo told me

Harmonica: that boy is such a parrot

                             Chapter five

 

HIP   HOP   WORLD – ITS ALL COMING  BACK

 

      [Balalaika was later force to eat his humble pie, by apologizing to maracas, while he was doing that, the rest of the group were becoming nasty]

 

Violin: today is a bit dull

Congas: you are right, perhaps the boys don’t want to get high

Viola: ehen! People lets get dirty in here

Harp: excuse me, what do you mean lets get dirty

Viola: well before you girls arrive here Cello and I already have various ideas to make this place lively for everyone, Cello let them have it

Cello: actually the idea is a very dirty game

Viola: all we need is two volunteer, one from the boys and of course one from the beautiful ladies

Cello: and then we expect both the volunteer to be very very emotional when dancing

Viola: and of course when we say emotional we mean romantic you have to romance the lady or the lady will romance you

Violin: we can make the dance clean if we want to, right

Viola; the choice is yours

Cello: so who will step out from either side?

Harp: you guys are corrupt and I’ll keep saying that until you all change

Viola: if you don’t like what we are doing I suggest you live

Tambourine: come on harp let just do this and have fun

Harp: fun! You called this fun, you girls can go ahead, and for me I am out of here

 

 

 

       [Harp knew she will not be able to suppress their dubious act so she left their vicinity]

 

Viola: ladies first, come on ladies we are waiting, who’s going to volunteer?

Tambourine: I’ll do it

 

       [Tambourine came out dancing like a gypsy to be spray money. Cello volunteers for the fellows, so the dirty game is on]

 

Tambourine: hmm cello! So is you that want to do the nasty dance

Cello: yeah let’s go baby

Piccolo: oh yeah people the show is on

Bongos: yeah I definitely like what I am seeing right now

Piccolo: damn I need more drink to get high, do you need one

Bongos: no mehn I am already high

 

 

        [As the lass and fellows in the room were getting freaky, balalaika and maracas are so emotional outside]

 

Balalaika: come on girl wait up!

Maracas: get away from me balalaika

Balalaika: I am sorry for saying you cannot cook in front of your friend

Maracas: you make me look irrelevant right before my friends

Balalaika: you are not irrelevant they respect you, is just the way you dress, is too religious and local

Maracas: oh there you go again

 

         [Before anybody could say Jack Robinson, balalaika kiss maracas]

 

Maracas: hmm… hmm what the hell are you doing?

Balalaika: I’m kissing you

Maracas: well hell yeah I know, why do you kiss me

Balalaika: you are going on and on about how I embarrass you, and I already say I’m sorry, you don’t want to listen to my pleading so I kiss you, to tell you the truth I think I am in love with you

Maracas: what did you say?

Balalaika: I said I love you

Maracas: boy do you think you can cajole me by saying those three words

Balalaika: well there always be someone to say those three words when one is in love, no matter the situation

Maracas: I guess you are right

Balalaika: come here girl

 

             [For balalaika and maracas the love game is on. On the other side tambourine and Cello are still doing their dirty game while the rest of the guys are curious of what is going to happen next]

 

Tambourine: hmm! Yeah touch me real hard boy

Cello: tell me where you want it and I’ll give it to you

Tambourine: all over my body baby

Cello: all right that’s what you are going to get

Tambourine: yes that’s how I want it caress me, oh I love the way you fondle my body

Viola: oh my god, cello you are good, very good

Cello: yeah that’s me and that is my show, who is the next person?

Bongos: me…me…me

Viola: easy now nobody is dragging it with you… all right who is coming for our lovely ladies?

 

        [There was a short silence among the ladies, but they all expect Sitar to go forward]

 

Rhythm: come on Sitar you have to go

Sitar: I don’t think I’m ready, why are you asking me to step out

Rhythm: well you have made your intention known to us about how you like bongos

Sitar: right I’ll go

Viola: ladies, don’t waste our time

Piccolo: yeah come on, time wait for nobody

 

     [As Sitar was stepping out bongos soliloquize for a moment]

 

Bongos: oh my, is Sitar I remember back in school how I always make fun of her calling her all sort of name, angle 90 ha ah I’m a bad boy

 

   [Meanwhile balalaika and maracas are outside the room rounding up their thing]

 

Maracas: hmm, o boy you such a good lover

Balalaika: thanks for the compliment

Maracas: ha! Who is giving you a compliment because of the small thing we just did, look let me tell you my ex- boyfriend used to be a sex addict, that’s why I broke up the relationship

Balalaika: so you are not a virgin

Maracas: see this boy I tell you say I be virgin, why are you so surprise

Balalaika: I’m not really surprise, but I was just thinking, as a Muslim lady I expect you to keep your virginity until you get married

Maracas: oh I see so after you have went inside you are saying I should have remain outside, so you just want to dump like a piece of rubbish

Balalaika: no no don’t get me wrong, what happen between us was so emotional that can not be control, it was meant to happen, I can never dump you and talking about dumping did your ex- boyfriend dump you or something

Maracas: actually he got the aids virus

Balalaika: oh I’m sorry about that

Maracas: I was really shock when I discover he had the virus

Balalaika: so what about you are you safe?

Maracas: don’t worry, I tested negative

Balalaika: so did you hear from him after he contract the aids virus

Maracas: yes the last I heard from him he wanted to commit suicide

Balalaika: suicide! It is really disturbing for youth of our generation contemplating suicide; I mean there is even a guy here thinking of committing suicide

Maracas: what! Who is that person?

Balalaika: I’m sorry I can not tell you

Maracas: come on my darling don’t you trust me

Balalaika: if I tell you promise me nobody will know about it

Maracas: you have my word I will not tell anybody

Balalaika: is repertoire

Maracas: repertoire?