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A Thin Line between Vernacular and English!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012


“Hey Mom, I’ll be late home; don’t wait for me have your supper!” , Yelled the 8 year old kid next door. I was quite perplexed the way English has been catching up with kids these days, and, why would not it be? For the so-called “mothers” are rubbing English all over the kids tongue or rather say all over the vernacular.

I have seen ladies yelling at their kids in angrezi; “Hey you, go clean up dinner is ready! And, what does the kid do? Make faces right back at her mother and get back to stacking up bricks with fellow kids in the play ground. What do you expect a 4 year old kid to do otherwise!

Vernaculars have recently lost their identity and beauty, for the lone fact that English seems to be hauling around everyone’s tongue. And, the reason seems to be preposterous- “English is important no? Isiliye we speak ‘Englis’ all the time!” Vernaculars have become a cliche, not to mention parody. People tend to commit mistakes while they speak their own jargon and are inclined to scale great heights by speaking English under the pretext of its “importance”; and ask me, do they succeed in speaking good English. Hell, no! It takes a great deal of valor to decipher what they actually spoke! And, imagine if we grown-ups aren’t able to interpret easily, how come those little toddlers will? 

                                                

English seems to taken its toll on people in India, everyone wants a piece of it. It is important in day-to-day life, agreed. But, toddlers and kids who have just realized that the diaper in which they pooped was the one in which they took a leak an hour ago don’t need a piece of it!
People have a filthy habit of speaking English with the vernacular slang, and, worse they do that in public. It is like eating where you poop or vice-versa. How about speaking vernacular instead of “Dilapidated English”? The fear of being a social outcast, and, your self esteem, not to mention false prestige has taken a toll on vernaculars in India and on your kids too. Kids at the end of the day tend to digest what has been fed to them right from the childhood rather than what suits their appetite now. 
                          
With the evolution of Social-Networking sites and their famous lingo, people have butchered English in every way possible! Now, as we speak kids have neither been exposed, nurtured with the vernacular nor are they capable enough to stand their ground with the so-called “Important English”. Either way they are to hamper their image.


So much for the “false prestige”, I’ve seen mothers cajoling their kids in English while kids look startled and perplexed. Mothers take them to functions and end up perpetrating their own social assassination. That’s right, they speak to kids in what they feel is sophisticated and end up making fool of themselves and hampering their own social image as kids cannot comprehend what crap just transpired!


Speaking vernacular and own jargon is sophisticated ladies, what? You want your kids to be Shakespeare? Forget it then! The world has already hampered and proselytized his English way too much, you need not follow suit. Why not draw a thin line between vernacular and English so, both get to keep their identity.

That day does not seem far away when “English pills” are available in the market, daily dose of which will have Shakespeares’ erupting right out the birth canals all over the world. English everywhere and which soon will be a “Congenital Malady”!!

Shakespeare would roll in his grave if he knew what’s happening out here! And, if he were to come alive, “He would die all over again”!!


Adios!

The Honking Saga of Pesky Motorists! :P

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Honk, Honk! Move you idiot, I am late for my office! I am quite perplexed by the way people honk in India. Is it due to the urgency (which can be disregarded) or is it congenital malady. People honk as if they are the ones who alone in the best interests of the country ‘politicians’ have paid taxes, everyone here is paying taxes so the politicians can fill in their bank accounts but, that is altogether a different issue! Let us not get into discussing a "helpless cause"!

I have seen idiots honking while in traffic jams, do they wish ‘Superman’ to come and pick them up? How on earth could one possibly make his way through near a traffic signal (where in sane people’s dictionary Red indicates stop) by honking? Some to please their little babies sound the horn, don’t they know the horn is perturbing outside; let me tell you that is not poignant if you think it is!


Many people have the fetish for horns; the road appears to be a Disneyland for such idiots. The moment the start the vehicle horn is the first thing they go for then what are gears provided for? Shoving them somewhere? The road appears to be ant-less for about 150-200 meters and people come honking creating cacophony all around! What for? Now, if you feel you might run over a cockroach passing by; then let me tell you running over a cockroach will not fetch you a fine but, honking relentlessly will.

The 4 wheel motorists tend to have a different mentality all together. Once they own a car they tend to develop a superiority complex.“You drive around as you like and honk around as you like”, is the tag-line that they inherit from the showroom while they purchase a car.
People’s tryst with horns doesn’t quite end here. 

Some honk for the lone fact of showing they are being careful but, in fact end up being pretentious douche bags! 



People in India tend to lack some basic common sense in many aspects, and this being the prime one. You aren’t the only one who is in a hurry, and even though it is hurry is it that important to break the peaceful environment around you. Neither honking will not get you across the road, nor does shouting expletives by lowering the window of you so-called luxury car. Everyone wants to get ahead of the traffic and people have figured it out that honking is the only way of doing that. No, it isn’t you idiots this is not a Formula1 race for heavens sake!

Some honk only because the person ahead of him is honking. If he can, then I can; that is one hell of an attitude and is preposterous. Honking is not a serenade that you motorists feel it is. And, not to mention motorcyclists have the propensity at all times to be gregarious and in being so they climb up the footpath which is if I am not wrong for pedestrians! 

One cantankerous moron feels that he had enough with the traffic and starts honking unremittingly and "Kyun ki it is India" others follow suit. Only for the lone fact, they don’t want to be left out and end up being a social outcast! And, God help us if it is congenital! _/\_



There seems to be no alleviation from this idiocy. I wish in future automobiles are manufactured with no horn in them, and if they do intend to sneak in one; sounding it incessantly should fetch them personal vendetta rather than a mere fine! :P

Adios!






Children- The Bundles of Sheer Joy!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

It’s been quite some time that I have written something for my blog. And, it feels great to be writing something again. And, let me tell you I have been spending some quality time with children these days. No, no I have not taken up “Kindergarten Teacher” as my profession! 

Period..

Believe me there isn’t any company better than a bunch of kids, not to mention one’s more than enough!


Look at those eyes, they have a hell lot of a story to tell which is much more captivating than a best-selling novel! Just listening to them talk in a weird way makes us laugh from ear-to-ear, the weird games they play, they songs they hum, they dance they do, might seem preposterous but, take a closer look at it they have the best story you have ever read. 

Take a walk in their shoes and you would have the propensity to be a kid again! Some are naughty, some are sweet, some are introverts while some like themselves to be heard, and nevertheless they all bring joy. They have the tendency to soothe you in all ways possible, sit with them and listen to the quests they have conquered that day.

They have a surreal, beautiful and awesome world of their own. Far away from the exams, teachers, and records and not to mention the board room meetings! While all of us are busy getting through to office and the corporate life’s hassles, they are busy weaving thoughts about the snack they are about to have in the evening.

Well, as far the toddlers are concerned they are real beauties! Their giggle makes our heart skip a beat, their touch makes us feel the warmth and hole them it is like holding 3-4 pounds of joy!

I have been having quite some time with these little monsters, and believe me I have been loathing Darwin for his “Theory of Evolution”, I would rather be a child all my life instead of being some youngster who lives his life struggling to make sure what he actually is in need of.



 And, by the time you realize what is that you are after it is too late! Kids don’t have this in their curriculum all they have to do is get the homework done by their mother, eat, play and then go wet your bed! :P

My mom always reminds me of the day I was born, when my Dad said “there you go you’ve just added 3-4Kgs of joy to your life!” :D


Pictures Courtesy: Sunaina Patnaik
 

Take a look at her blog it is A.W.E.S.O.M.E! http://sunaina-patnaik.blogspot.in/





The Bucket List! :D

Monday, May 28, 2012


Art is long, life’s short!  Is how the adage goes. Not everyone lives the dream of scaling The Mt. Everest, winning a Olympic gold medal, emerge as an Grand slam champion, or The world’s most sought football player. 


But, with the little time that we have got and a plethora of things we need to do before we kiss death ,we intend to do many a thing in life- sane, insane, creepy, intellectual, adventurous, and funny and things which fall under many such categories, but we all have some fantasies that we wish could come true before we become ‘history’, the things that can bring us utmost joy-the pinnacle of it! Here’s a list of things I would love to do before "I kick the goddam bucket"! 

 
1.       Punch Justin Beiber and Himesh Reshammiya right in the face so hard that my punch should haunt them for years! (Seems surreal, will find a way though!) No wonder, It tops the list! :P

2.      Watch EMINEM, LINKIN PARK , LIL WAYNE perform live at Madison Square Garden or any other venue.

3.      Skydiving is not my cup of tea, but it would be fun floating in the air, and plummeting from 15000 feet.

4.      Watch Roger Federer play in Centre Court at WIMBLEDON. (It would be worth dying after watching a legend flaunt his genius) and also The FIFA  World Cup finale.

5.      Write at least 500 articles on my blog, this shouldn’t be tough though! 493 more like this and I’ll accomplish this mission. :P

6.      Read at least 1000 books comprising of all genres.

7.      I wonder if I would own them, but driving an around AUDI R8, and a Mercedes AMG for quite some time is itself a pleasure.

8.     Spend an evening with the loved one in Paris, scale the Eiffel Tower- visualize the staggering beauty from top and a have quite romantic candle lit dinner at Queens in London.

9.      What’s life if you haven’t watched the landscape beauty of Italy and Switzerland?

10.  If it was not for Barney Stinson I would have never included this in the list- Go to a strip club and get a lap dance! :P

11.    Wander around in the streets of Spain, and watch a bull fight!

12.  Meet Mario Puzo (If he’s alive) - If it wasn’t for Godfather my endeavor of becoming a bookworm would have been incomplete. :D

13.  Learn Italian and Spanish.

14.  Visit all the places (The one’s which are worth visiting) in India- starting from the Nadir to the pinnacle. 


15.   Go deep sea diving, unless I’m assured of the fact that it’s a NO-SHARK ZONE!

16.   Pen a novel, especially fiction.

17.   Go on a road trip to Las Vegas with friends around, and getting lost in the night life and the casinos. 

18.  Work as a crime reporter and unravel the dark secrets of the Mafia in Sicily, and to break in the most mysterious news ever. (If there is one) 


19.  Watch all the movies in my laptop, which have been uttering expletives since 3-4 years now.

 20.  Figure out “Why on earth did I chose B-Tech after twelfth?” :P It’s the most intriguing riddle I’ve come across in my life, it been haunting my dreams lately.



These 20 things doesn’t quite define life, it only the momentary satisfaction one gets. There are many more things that I would love to- do- or- to- do so that I can be loved, but they were better off the list.



Above all “Sporting a smile till the very last breath and having friends whom you love at your deathbed” is what makes one’s life worth of kicking the bucket!


Adios!

Much Ado About Nothing (Indeed)! :P

Thursday, May 17, 2012


I’ve been pondering for a couple of days to write about the weird things I noticed when I accompanied my brother for his BITSAT online examination. Many of the aspirants there were accompanied by their parents mostly fathers! Well, He’s (Father) the one to look up to in all sorts of situations; who can pump all sorts of confidence into you even in the worst situations one could possibly imagine!

But, when that so-called confidence graduates to a level where it seems smothering, then it no longer pumps in confidence but, suppresses it instead and agonizingly increases a sense of “fear of letting down your parents!” But, sooner I realized I was wrong!

Parents intend to fulfill every need of their son/daughter, but here are some needs that made me realize the true essence of WTF! :P
  • ·         Repeatedly asking them (sons/daughters) if they would like to eat something, or drink something.
  • ·         Combing their hair (What on earth is the matter with you? He has come down to take an exam, not to flaunt his Idiotic hair!).
  • ·         Asking them to keep their cool for many a times; making sure they (kiddos) had 4-5 pens (What for? Have you not seen his/her hall ticket? It’s an online exam for heaven’s sake!).
  • ·         Bidding them bye until he gets entirely into the premises, let alone premises until he covers the last millimeter just before he would fade away into the building! (Why don’t you go take the exam for yourself?)
  • ·         After this rigmarole, they involve in an intense (And I really mean intense) conversation with the fellow Maa-Baap’s on how their lad has prepared on to take the examination? (Common now, Get a Life!)
Ironically, most of the parents didn’t even know on what score the students are scaled? (Bina kuch jaane hi fee bhar diya?!)

“All I did was wished my brother the best! And I don’t even recall if I said that. “

The aftermath of “3 hours (Examination Time)” is the only reason that I’m writing this article. Now, when you make your son/daughter comfortable in all ways possible, drive them down to the exam center skip your lunch for them (So that they can savour the success in the exam); comb their hair; stuff their pockets with 5 pens- you do expect some sort of payback and I agree we don’t quite turn up the way you wanted us to be.

But, what I overheard was something that left me gaping at some of the parents after their lads told them how did they fare and how much they scored. 

Some of them rushed towards their parents only to let me know “the paper screwed them hard” and what comes in reply “Don’t worry beta, wanna have some juice?”; “It’s alright, no big deal, let us go eat something you might be hungry”. The earth stood still for a while and the words reverberated for quite some time! If there wasn’t any deal then why smother them before the exam? Why take them all the way to the exam center? Why on earth would you comb their hair? (That was lame BTW). C’mon now.. hit them, slap them hard, you can swear words at least.

 Had it been my father, I would never know what hit me (Apparently, I didn’t figure it out till date :P)

All I urge to say is when there isn’t anything you give a damn about, why create such fuss before he/she takes the examination? Why flaunt the parental love in public when you never expect your kids to shower the same kind of love on you!

“Dad I was screwed like hell, I scored 84/450. Aww....koi baat nahi beta, Lets have some juice you must be tired!”  This phrase hasn’t got out my mind ever since, I could have digested stones, but not this! :/

You want our dad to be the one who beats crap out of us?  You want your kids to be left out of the action called “Hit em hard”? This creates a social outcast and a biased situation- you don’t want that to happen, do you? Give it a thought, it's worth it! :P 

Adios!



They all have a Story to Tell! :D

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Of all the memories we try to keep, pictures are the one, which have a long-lasting impact on us! I have never thought of posting a “picture post” on my blog, until I saw the same on my school mate- Sunaina Patnaik’s blog! :D Every picture in it has a story to tell and the ability to make one-weave thoughts! God, she’s awesome with the camera and so, with editing pictures! 

Be there it be of friends, or the landscapes, or even any random click, every picture has a tale to tell, and so are mine here!

Therefore, sooner I realised that someday I shall have my own blog-picture-post. However, most of the pictures here are not of the nature’s beauty or landscapes, yet a picture taken with a friend beside is entitled to more beauty than the landscapes!




The slumber at friends place is what I always look forward for :P from, the non-sense, the satirical imitations of the lecturers and throwing comments at each other’s face 
to the late night road trips- which include scaling the roads from place to place, savouring ice-cream at 2am in the night, clicking pictures by posing in myriad and vivid ways possible, every bit of it makes me come alive!





When we come down to college only to take pictures so that we could add them to our memories! :P Attendance is not the only thing that matters. ;) The times when we had to wear the the formal-the attire we loathed wearing, but, when the same is replicated in the picture, they(formals) kinda seem suiting! The times when we buy same kinda shoes, only to depict our friendship( Frankly speaking, there was no other color available :P).



When we pose at every damn place possible even on roads! And manage to snap some extra-ordinary stills, okay the one with me on the wall isn't extraordinary after all, it was one( it's figure of speech) such instance where i was unable to scale the compound wall for obvious reasons, (before you even start pondering on my inability to climb a wall read my article "few extra kilos" on my blog) while in pursuit of our escapade. :P



The trips we made to get away from the humdrum lives we were forced to lead while in graduation really helped, without which we could not have made it this far! 

The Trip to Srisailam & Suryalanka

Ah, done with my first post a picture post at that. My laptop is already uttering expletives for the fact that I've been riding on it for a while with no charging on! :P

Adios!