ಒಂದು ಸಣ್ಣ ಸತ್ಯದನುಭವ

ನನಗ ಗೊತ್ತಿದ್ದವರು, ಫ್ರೆಂಡ್ಸ್, ಕೊಲೀಗ್ಸ್ ಯಾರಾದ್ರೂ ಮನೆಗೆ ಬಂದು ಹೋದ್ರ, ನಂತರದಲ್ಲಿ ಸಿಕ್ಕಾಗ ಅಥವಾ ಅವರ ಜೊತೆ ಮಾತಾದಾಗ ಅವರು ಹೇಳೋದೊಂದ, ಸಿದ್ದಿ(ನನ್ನ ಗಂಡ) ಎಷ್ಟೊಂದು ಸೈಲೆಂಟ್ ಅದಾರ, ಎಷ್ಟು ಒಳ್ಳೆವರಿದಾರ ಮತ್ತ ನಿನ್ನ ಹೆಂಗ ತಡ್ಕೊಂತಾರ ಪಾಪ ಅಂತ. ನನಗ ಭಾಳ ಬೇಜಾರಾಗ್ತೇತಿ ಯಾಕ ಹಿಂಗ ಯೋಚನೆ ಮಾಡ್ತಾರ ಅಂತ, ನಾನೇನ ಭಾಳ ಚಲೊ ಅದೇನಿ ಅಂತ ಹೇಳಂಗಿಲ್ಲ, ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ಉಡಾಳ ಅದೇನಿ ಆದರ ಅವರ ಯೋಚನೆ ಮಾಡೋ ಅಷ್ಟ ಸಿದ್ದಿನು ಏನ್ ಒಳ್ಳೆವರಲ್ಲ ಅಂತ ನನ್ನ ಅಭಿಪ್ರಾಯ. 

ಒಂದ ಸಣ್ಣ ಇನ್ಸಿಡೆಂಟ್ ಶೇರ್ ಮಾಡಬಹುದು ನಾನ್ ಇದನ್ನ ಪ್ರೂವ್ ಮಾಡಾಕ.

ಒಂದಿನ ಊಟ ಆದ್ಮ್ಯಾಲೆ ಸಿದ್ದಿಗೆ ನಾನ, "ಒಂದು ವೇಳೆ ನಿನಗ ನನ್ನ  ಹೆಸರಿಡೋ ಅವಕಾಶ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದ್ರ ಏನ್ ಅಂತ ಇಡ್ತಿದ್ದಿ?" ಅಂತ ಕೇಳಿದೆ. ಅದಕ ಅವರು, ಹೆಸರ ಅಪ್ಪ ಅಮ್ಮ ಇಡ್ತಾರ ಅಂತ ಹೇಳಿದ್ರು. ಓಕೆ ಈಗ ನೀನ, ನನ್ನ ನಿನ್ನ ಮಗಳ ಅನ್ಕೋ ಅಂದೆ. ನನ್ನ ಮಗಳ ಆಗಿದ್ರ ಮಾರಿ ಬಂದ ಬಿಡ್ತಿದ್ದೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಅಂದ್ರು. ಮತ್ತ ನಾನ ಕೇಳಿದೆ ಹೆಸರ ಏನ್ ಇಡ್ತಿದ್ದಿ ಅಂತ. ಸ್ವಾಮಿಗಳು ಅಕ್ಷರ ಹೇಳ್ತಾರ್ ಅದರ ಮ್ಯಾಲೆ ಹೆಸರಿಡ್ತಿದ್ದೆ ಅಂದ್ರು. ಆಮೇಲೆ ನಾನಂದೆ ಸ್ವಾಮಿಗಳು "P" ಅಕ್ಷರ ಕೊಟ್ರು ಅನ್ಕೋ ಈಗ ಹೇಳು ಏನೀಡ್ತಿದ್ದಿ ಅಂತ ಅಂದೆ. ಅದಕ್ಕ ಅವರ ಉತ್ತರ - "ಪೀಡಾ." ಯಾಕಂದ್ರ ನಿನ್ ಪೀಡಾ ಅದಿ..!

ಹೋಗಿ ಮಲ್ಕೊಂಡೆ ಸುಮ್ನ...!

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ಮೂವರು ಸಹೋದರಿಯರಿಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಪ್ರಸ್ತಾಪದ ಕಥೆ

ಈ ಕಥೆಯನ್ನು ಪುಷ್ಪಾ ಧಾರವಾಡ ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ನನಗೆ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದು. ಆಡಿಯೋ ಕ್ಲಿಪನ್ನು ಕೇಳಲು ತ್ರಿಕೋನದ ಮೇಲೆ ಕ್ಲಿಕ್ ಮಾಡಿ.

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why cabbage

In the house across our street lives a toddler, a delicate little girl. Last Sunday morning as we stepped out of our building, the toddler was outside looking at us and I waved at her. She waved back shyly and then I asked her to come with us to the vegetable market. I'd barely uttered the words, Pushpa chimed in "come with us for vegetable shopping, we'll get cabbage." The toddler's mom was seemingly wondering at Pushpa's line. The toddler, obviously stayed in the safety of her home as we drove away.

Once out of earshot, looking at Pushpa, I said that only she could come out with such a line. Well, you must be wondering what's with this cabbage. Let me confess; when our toddler friend was an infant, she was even more delicate, fair and had a few silky strands on her little head. Like a tender little head of cabbage. Since that time, the name stuck - cabbage head baby. She's one calm and curious little baby, eager to learn things and friendly from a distance.

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jumping to a conclusion

This happened on a busy morning last week in our kitchen. Worried about running out of time, Pushp was tenser than usual. To pacify her, I asked her to calm down. I said "cool as a..."

Pat came the response "Ninda cool ass!" Ninda means yours.

Me: 😅 You didn't even let me complete... "cool as a cucumber."

Pushp: 😀 hee he hee

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takeover vs overtake

Saturday Pushpa had taken the day off from work and she had planned a few tasks for the morning. She offered two options for me to overtake.

What did you say?

What task will you overtake- dusting or preparing breakfast?

I didn't pick any, instead fixed her mistake followed by a bit of leg-pulling.

For the past few days, while helping with morning chores I'd taught her a few English words/phrases and relevant context of using them. The following day both of us had forgotten what words we spoke of. So we came up with an idea of writing them on the mirror, like a whiteboard. That way it's easier to memorize them.

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quarter kg

One morning at supermarket. I was selecting vegetables after a careful look at prices. Bottle gourd is usually priced at ₹20 per piece at Dharwad vegetable market however here most rates written on the labels are per 250 grams and a few are per kg. Bottle gourd rate written on the label was ₹18 but the quantity wasn't clearly visible to me. So I asked a lady staff member if the rate was per kg or per quarter kg. The lady response was a big smile and a hearty laugh. I asked what happened... was she laughing at my question or something else. She said "yenri sir quarter antidiri," still laughing. For a second I was blank, then it flashed....

"Ayyo Shivane, yellig hodri madam nivu, quarter andre 250 grams." 

The lady still laughing said "quarter antar yenri sir, paav kilo anbekri." 

That left me stunned for a second.

"Aatri madam, labelnag bardirod paav kilo rate yenri?"

"Han sir."

This is a mindset caused by cultural dilution... the original meaning of the word is buried, out of sight. I'm sure there are thousands of people here to whom quarter is either a taboo word or liquor. Similarly there are be other words which could be interpreted differently in different minds. It is better to confirm if our thoughts are same, in a subtle manner.

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English is a confusing language

English is a confusing language for many Indian students, many struggle to form sentences. This is one example, answers written by a VII standard student of a Kannada medium school at a village near Haliyal town. My friend gave up the 25 question test at question number 15.

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Never make fun of someone who speaks broken English. It means they know another language. - H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
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