Wednesday, January 28, 2009

A stock of laughter


“You are getting hooked finally,” I keep on telling him. Ankur Das, my school friend for long, is finally going to be tested to the ultimate. His characteristic uncontrollable & needless laughter is expected to be controlled by sudden change in his marital status. I and some of our common friends are going to pray for him…. do you know why, read on…

Throughout his life journey, since childhood as I have followed, Ankur would be carefree and love to spread happiness all around, inadvertently. Even now, he is always a reason to see life in a different way altogether. Different from the way we commonly see. He just gives me enough reasons to know that laugh can bring around thousand smiles, which need not be intentional at all… just like that. Critically examining me, I find that I succumb to various pressures of life that snatch away my smiles, leave alone laughters. But he talks useless to me many times, which is thoroughly enjoyable. At times, I take a long pause to allow him laugh through and then, we continue again from where we had left our talk earlier. He is always at ease and comfortable with his persona and keeps on with his laughters. He makes perfect sense why one should laugh all the time (needless to say, he in no way takes his priorities for granted) and assure others that life is fine at the end of anything and everything.

I, for sure, think that his soon-to-be soul mate cannot be like him in nature. I just pray to God to have some mercy on her to take all the laughter in good spirit that she is going to experience from hereon soon. And let Him also have mercy on my dear friend Ankur so that he continues to be what has remained till now --- a stock of endless laughter.

Wish you the best buddy for a very happy and cheerful marital journey with incessant shots of laughter therein. You are just a phone call away when my stock of laughter ceases to exist and demands a recharge. On that note, I just raise a toast to my noble thought. Cheers!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Language for perception

"Sir, when tiger wants to tell that I am here, he marks by stretching and marking on the tree. Also, jab dusra tiger iske ilake mein aata hai to, it comes to know that bigger tiger is here. It is his territory. Jo jitna ucha marking karta hai, usi ka dab-d-ba rehta hai."

This is what the guide had to say about the claw marks by a tiger on a tree trunk in his tooti-fhooti english language to my acquaintance.

It was a case of our Bandhavgarh National Park safari early this year. During the safari tour, my acquaintance, a middle aged fellow, was not ready to accept his theory. "Everybody has heard about tigers' urine spraying act as a way to mark their respective territories and sharpening of claws. But, he seems confused. I doubt if he is to be believed on this theory. He is just trying to make a story, " he said.

A lot of speculation went on the subject after returning to hotel but we were still waiting for the right answer, which is cent per cent true. We thought, on reaching back to Delhi, there is every reason to google the confusion. But the answer came a lot quicker than we predicted. On our return journey, we bumped into a person returning from the same destination, who happens to work with another safari hotel retreat in Bandhavgarh (in MP). He possessed a lot of knowledge about the flora and fauna of this park. In his unique style, eloquent english, he made us understand the reasoning behind the claw marks apart from the reasons for sharpening them. He, truly, made us believe his reasoning, which appeared correct and logical.

He had the same thing to say what that semi-literate guide in the park told us. Tigers stretch a great level and try to make marks of their claws on a tree trunk as high as possible to send a clear message that this zone belongs to a strong male. "Can you match my strength and physique?" The discussion continued and we talked a lot about the animal and its behaviour in the wild. My acquaintance now believes the theory that the guide had to say.

The two cases of understanding a single subject taught me how our perception is so much dependent on language and the mannerisms a person use while speaking and explaining something to others. Use sophisticated english language - the logic appears hip, righteous and reasonable. Use Hindi language or less purfied English, the argument seems illogical to us, imperfect at times and something, not be believed at all. Seems, believing something depends on our will to accept reasonings. I only want people to forget the way a reasoning is being put forward to (for a brief moment) to comprehend reality, rightly.