Angrezi Vangrezi...


Life is like a lift sometimes you get inside to go up, sometimes you use it to come down. And sometimes when you are waiting in the lobby for the lift to arrive to take you upwards to your desired floor, some bum comes from behind presses the button to go down and proudly announces to his wife, "You see the lift if up so if you want to bring it down, press down..." the wife looks at her all-knowing husband proudly as if he is the sole survivor of the battle that eradicated the entire hemisphere.


English has a bad reputation wherever it goes. Condemned by the roman catholic church as the impure language, it soon gained popularity as the largest job gaining language in the world. British left India in the hurry, but did not expect many Indians to follow them. Not only follow them but master over their own language better than they do and then take away the jobs back. India is an empire in English, all different types of english exist in co-harmony. There is the 'righta' and 'lefta' of South India and then there is 'Jara give me that chacha glass one litre' of North India is also acceptable form of English. In the west Marathi people talking in Hindi praise the language of English over others, while the east (who usually make no noise) have their own set of Lanbage of English.

In this world of globalization when your friend who used to play with you in boxer starts with the sentence, "In our america...." you do feel the urge of slapping him hard to remind him, he has returned not to gloat but to find a job.

My tryst with English began in the first month after marriage on the lazy Sunday morning. Since marriage it has became increasingly difficult to chose between James Bond and Wife. I mean you have to listen to the later even thought James Bond is sizzling with Kristina Wayborn in Octopussy.

"Will you turn that off..." the wife screamed.
"Its James Bond, how can I turn it off?" I replied, honestly, seriously who can stop watching From Russia with Love on a Sunday morning.
"Since morning you are just lazing around on this bean bag watching these english movies," she complained.
"This is not an ordinary film... this is From Russia with Love..." I protested, "This is The James Bond movie. It is part of the ritual of being a guy..."
"Ritual of being a guy?" her attention was diverted for a bit.
"1. You read a magazine sitting in the toilet. 2. Dream about threesome after marriage and 3. Watch Sean Connery James Bond movies..." I explained.
"This english films have corrupted you completely you American Wannabe..." she shouted, "Day and night you just watch these english shows and movies...if you can't help me with the household work at-least get up from that chair so I can clean it out."
With the grace of James Bond I got out of the chair ducking the missile made of cane jhadu and she continued cleaning the house. Woman Eh, don't value the value of James Bond movie marathon on a Sunday morning.

As the ancient Sunday ritual goes, I was lazing around the local mall (which are in too much number around Bangalore, more than apartments) a conversation caught my eye (no its not a typo the 'conversation' was 'eye catchy')

"So I will be getting a year warranty on these shades..." she spoke in as much fake american ascent as she could.
"Yes Madam," the salesman said, "This warranty a year you get..." in as much fake english as he could, "Fill this warranty card for mine please..."
She took a glance at the warranty card and then looked up, "What date format do you use? American or Indian..."
We were in the heart of south-india where no where in a million kilometers anyone used American date format (what is that format exactly?) and this guy did not even know if there is any date format. "Hindi...." he said hurriedly, "We use Hindi date format."

English is made almost mandatory at the school level, when my four year old niece learned the words, she preferred the word 'No' over others.

"Can I have your ice cream?" I asked in English encouraging her to understand and speak.
"No..." she answered smartly.
"Can I taste it atleast?" I insisted.
"No..." she answered.
"Do you know anything else other than no?" I asked teasing her.
"No no no no no...." she replied correctly but accidentally. 

10 comments

  1. :D Very good observation :)
    Its a lil sad though :|

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    1. Thank you.... don't worry its not sad... its fun...:D we are imperfect bunch of perfect individuals...:D

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  2. Thank God, it is not (one more) review of the film but real-life stories!!

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  3. Hey! a nice topic and a good effort but i would like to tell you that there are some grammatical mistakes in the post and some spelling mistakes too. If they are corrected, the post would become more enjoyable! :)

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    1. I would like to know more about them... i am bad really really bad at spellings.

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    2. "British left India in 'a' hurry", "on 'a' lazy Sunday morning", "it has 'become' increasingly", "listen to the 'latter' even 'though' James", "diverted for a bit 'of time'", "Since morning you are just 'lazying' around", "'These english films", "niece 'learnt' the words" are some of them :) :)

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    3. Thanks... ill update the post. Trying to improve now.

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