Showing posts with label TASTE BUDS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TASTE BUDS. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 July 2020

Taste buds- II

 

 Good self-esteem is important because it helps you to hold your head high and feel proud of yourself and what you can do.

My previous post spoke about learning a new language. This feature of self-esteem was a trait Mriga surely possessed, she knew and had the knack of learning many languages. Mriga initially claimed to know 6 or more languages. Like I was saying, self- esteem builds confidence and it gives you the courage to try new things. Also, the power to believe in yourself. 

Of course, Mriga successfully learned the language or rather, to be precise, learned good enough to manage a friend or two.  They would laugh their heart out to understand what actually Mriga meant.  Osam and Munu both became close to her and they too started interacting in English. They would meet every evening at their known, not so strange tea stall near their coaching center. Mriga made sure she would keep them entertained by her funny learning accent throughout her speech.

Mriga loved to fascinate and make her own stories about her house. She would sometimes behave like the character of Pippi Longstocking who loved to build up stories on her own.

Mriga was not the same but not that different either. Amongst her favourite tale was about her food. She would have simple dal, bhaat, and chips and claim to have mangsho pulav- or so-called a feast. Sometimes she would also imagine being a poetess of high intellect. Many a times it would be sensible with good philosophical values, though that was rare.

One such evening, Mriga on her usual walk started a conversation, she found it difficult to say the correct word for an insect in particular. So she starts explaining this way, “they have a long long thread-like things above their head and they are very chee chee, they do not know where they are walking, they tend to run fast.”

Mriga finally gives up and speaks in English that there are 4600 species out of which 30 are related to human habitat.

Guess what? Do leave your answers in the comment box.  

Till then, বিদায় (biḍai).



Saturday, 18 July 2020

Maddy's crawling now...

 Well ... Its really difficult to start walking when
you are still a baby.. Friends,relatives ,friends of friends ,relatives of relatives,everyone makes a blog successful. This though reminds me of a story. Let me share an old grandma story.. 
A girl named Mriga had just shifted from a metro city to a small ,very very small rural place called Kumey.  She found herself off track at the beginning as no one or nobody wanted to be her friend. 
Oh! the reasons were plenty; the dress for that matter was absolutely a varied one and then. 
Did I forget to mention the language.  Learning a new language when nothing works but dumb charades. It's all blah blah brrr... and then finally hrrrrr.. and hoooosssshhhh!! 
After all kinds of vocal sounds that her family had experimented they learnt a few words like  hello and what is your name?  But, Mriga was a smart girl. She opted not to learn the common words but learnt to say " I do not know your language" in the local way.
One fine evening when she was on her stroll to the park , an old man crossed her and with inquisitive eyes smiled and uttered a few words. The only thing Mriga was busy wondering was " Wow, the old man seems to like the way I dress ". She, in all her amazement replied : Thank You . 
But the old man didn't seem to like it much. Hence she finally spoke the magical words in the local language that she didn't know the language.
Suddenly there was a change in the expression, his eyes turned red and vocal chords seem to be bursting out . Mriga totally confused ran to her teacher asking for help , as she was totally puzzled at the old man's reaction. 
Sir explained that knowing a language or not knowing a language is question one needs to know a lot later, specially when you have an answer without knowing the meaning of it. 
Well , moral of the story, speak what you know , or better play dumbcharade!!
Will she chose to move on and learn the language ?  
We might find out in my next blog!!!
Till I crawl.... I need the wall to support...
 


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