Acting and writing poetry are two key interests for evam’s favourite actor, Karthik Srinivasan (TMK, ‘Hamlet: The Original Spoof’, ‘Odd couple’, DT and Q’… and most of evam’s other productions actually)
He decided to combine both passions of his- and voila!A poem about a role he’s currently doing now- Jack Worthing.
TMK says this kind of extra effort can make actors really understand their characters. And here’s the dedication–
“This piece is mainly dedicated to the sweetest director ive ever worked with, and the cast and crew of IOBE”.. 

For better or for verse- a “Wilde’ly earnest attempt
In a decrepit old bag ,cast away was I
a railroad for company, a son to none
a charitable gent with a kindly eye
made me his own, and so my story had begun
when I was eleven, a baby girl was born
alas, like mine , her parents were gone
Cecily, sweet child, my first reason to smile
My ward she will be, for now , for a while
A wealthy childhood, a country house ,a manor
And yet a small sadness, a longing for a kin
For a playmate, a friend, a yearning for a brother
A profligate young man changed the state I was in
A prim and proper young man was John
A guardian, a gentleman, in the city and town
And add to this woe, a justice of peace
Left me with nothing but a youthful unease
To escape my fate , came my brother Ernest
For jack could only ever be earnest
Pray , tell me how ever can I live my age
As my legacy left me a veritable sage
In the country I was Jack, in the town, Ernest
It was to my liking that my brother was a pest
And thus started my dual charade
Good guy, bad guy, a moral façade
Oh I must tell you about my dear friend Algy
A witty young rascal, a scallywag ,a flirt
But something endearing , warm and feisty
Lives for his food, yet loves from him heart
And what of his pretty and charming cousin
An angel who answers to the name Gwendolen
She falls for Ernest, though jack loves her in earnest
Someday she’ll know ,and I hope for the best
A monster for a mother ,Lady Bracknell
For many a faint heart, she warrants their death knell
Algy’s aunt and Gwendolen’s mother
Never has blood been related farther
And then there is Prism, my little ward’s tutor
A bonding she felt, as a child to a mother
And never did dither, her batty old ways ,
Though the Canon left her in a perpetual daze
That rogue Algy,had me surprised
When he came one day, in my brother’s guise
And as was his wont, charmed my ward Cecily
Much to my dismay, a despicable tragedy
So there we were two,Ernests in tow
Engaged as one ,time for them to know
The moment of truth, and sorry for the fuss
There is no Ernest, but we love you as us
And in walks the gorgon, how dare you ask
For to win my girl’s hand is no easy a task
For my nephew’s alliance, I have no qualms
For she matches the gist of my societal norms
Ah here is my chance ,and everything to gain
I’m the jack of all trades and earnest in one
Cecily for Gwendolen, is my bargain
My trump card I’ve dealt, hope the deal is done
All seemed lost, and Ms Prism appears
She tells us her tale, and I’m in tears
Algy’s is my brother and I’m indeed Ernest
I’ll never forget the importance of being earnest