So, I'm taking a beginning Hindi class. No, I can't really say anything and I understand even less when spoken to, but it's really interesting. I'm learning all sorts of insightful things. Like tomorrow and yesterday are the same word: kal. Maybe that's the issue with the plumber?
Or that there is no word for "have." What you say is that something is near. So "I have a pen" is "Mere pas pen hai." (yeah we're not bothering much with nouns in class), or "The pen is near me." Maybe that's why whenever they boys leave something in the car it disappears, only to reappear the day after I ask the driver about it.
Tuesday: S leaves stuffed snake in car.
Wednesday: Where did the snake toy go?
Thursday: Snake sitting on the seat. Near me again.
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3 comments:
That is interesting. You looked so beautiful in your Indian dress.
You should read Far Pavillons when you get home. It is one of my favorite books.
I so wish I had taken a Hindi class - perhaps it would have explained the many communication obstacles I faced!
I love your adventures and it brings back so many memories! Especially the line at the zoo story . . . that was my life every day in Hyderabad! I have to bite my tongue if anyone asks about Indian men :)
haha... oh, kathryn, kathryn. how do i love your india posts... let me count the ways.
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