Sunday, March 19, 2006

"Anyways, you know, main aaj kal bahaut poetry padhne lagi hoon. This Gopalsdas Neeraj is kaafi good, in fact. Sometimes, to main rone bhi lagti hoon. English poetry? Nahin, English poetry to I can't read much. Unko samajhna kaafi hard hota hai, no?"

Why do I have my doubts about her Hindi being more thoroughbred than her English?

I know, Cambridge lends air to my arrogance.

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

And who is she ... ? It seems she is an English?

4:30 AM  
Blogger i said...

No she was Desi. But, don't ask me who. Couple of them were sitting next to me in the cafe where I hold court on weekends. God, did they disrupt my work with inanities about social upliftment, and why they didn't get along with their exes or why they would be willing to give some stupid relationship another try.

No, I wasn't listening in, but the volume of their conversation tore down any soundproofing barrier I could erect.

No, I couldn't move elsewhere, because 1) there was no other place, and 2) they were occupying the place that has been designated Sharma's from the past n years.

8:50 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Pity, I can understand how hard it must have been for you :-)

7:28 AM  

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