Now that the crowd funding blitz is over, I can move that post back a little bit. Sure, there are hundreds of things that need to be sorted out before we embark on the documentary shoot (By the way, I just fixed the YouTube video in the last post). But what’s backpacking without some uncertainty? If you cross all the t’s and dot all the i’s, it’s not backpacking anymore. So, I’ll procrastinate a bit and catch up on some writing to talk about one of my favorite topics: Language!
There are a million languages in India. Well, not literally! But we have 20-odd official languages here; all of them beautiful in their own ways. Bengali is like Brazilian Portuguese. It is such a sweet language that I don’t know if you can use it to fight with anyone. Punjabi is like Spanish. It has the oomph and romance and charm and some phrases like ‘Oy, chak de fatte!’ that remind me of ‘Cabron!’ in Spanish. You cannot translate it. Marathi is probably like French. A beautiful language, no doubt, with incredibly rich literature, cinema, and a theater culture. But Marathi speakers tend to be laid-back, philosophical, prefer endless debates over action, and seem to have a misplaced sense of pride in their language. Then there is Tamil (and other Southern Indian languages). A touch harsher on your ears compared to the Northern Indian language family and is like the present-day Russian. The Russians still want to be considered a superpower and want others to learn their language. But, sadly, the world has moved on. Tamil people didn’t like the fact that Hindi was chosen as the national language of post-independence India and still don’t like to speak in Hindi. Oh well! It’s been about sixty-five years now and even Hindi speakers have moved on to Hinglish! Sanskrit reminds me of German. Very rule driven with virtually no room for confusion. You memorize the rules and you’re done. No room for mispronouncing words, either. Urdu? Not officially an Indian language, but easily the most beautiful of the subcontinental languages. Urdu can only remind me of Urdu!
In spite of this buffet of languages to choose from, the language of choice in India seems to be English. The British are long gone, but just like their bureaucracy, their language lives on. In true Indian tradition, we have managed to Indianize it to create Hinglish. When I was traveling around the world, I noticed a lot of people saying ‘Oh you Indians, you are all good at English.’ And I had to correct them all the time with ‘You know, I don’t know the official stats, but I think only about 10-15% of Indians speak English. It’s just that 10% of India is slightly more people than all of Germany! And almost all the Indians you meet are probably from that 10%.’
Having spent three months or so in India now, I think the percentage of people speaking proper English is even lower. The irony of discussing the beauty of Indian languages in English is not lost on me. But when I meet fellow Indians, I at least start the conversation in Hindi or Marathi. After 12-13 years in the US, I am kind of tired of speaking in English all the time. Plus, English is not my favorite language. Sure, it’s easy to learn and flexible. At the same time, I think it lacks charm or seductiveness. But in India, English, er, Hinglish is the language of prestige; the language of the elite! Sprinkled with all sorts of Indian mannerisms, it’s a language in its own league. If you speak Hindi (or any other regional Indian language), you can understand exactly what they are trying to say. But if you are an outsider – a British, Aussie, Kiwi, or a Yankee – you will invariably end up asking ‘Pardon me?’ or ‘Huh?’ or ‘I’m sorry!’ or ‘Say what now?’ So, here is a sampling of my favorite Hinglish quotes from the past few months:
“You have been there, no?”
Indian’s response: “Yes, several times.”
Outsider’s response: “You mean to say ‘yes’? Or ‘no’?”
“We went to Switzerland. What scenery, yaar!”
Indian’s response: “Wow! I’m so jealous!”
Outsider’s response: “What scenery? Would you mind elaborating a bit? And what is this ‘yaar’ business?”
“Can you put on that light switch?”
Indian’s response: “It’s not dark yet.”
Outsider’s response: “No, I prefer clothes.”
“I was standing right there only.”
Indian’s response: “Oh yaar, don’t know how I didn’t see you there.”
Outsider’s response: “You mean to say that you can actually stand in two places at the same time and still chose just one? That’s so modest of you! How the hell do you do it? Yoga? Meditation?”
“Kindly revert back.”
Indian’s response: “Let me finish this and I’ll get back to you right away.”
Outsider’s response: “I’m not in the mood to revert back. How about just reverting? And who cares if I do it kindly or violently? It’s none of your business.”
“Where where we went and who all we met!”
Indian’s response: “Looks like it was a pretty busy day for you.”
Outsider’s response: “I’m all ears!”
“She’s doing some timepass, nuh? Let’s go join her”
Indian’s response: “I’ll see you guys in five minutes.”
Outsider’s response: “I’m not sure what it is, but I think I’ll pass.”
“He was putting some fight on her.”
Indian’s response: “So, did he get lucky?”
Outsider’s response: “Is ‘fight’ some new kind of make-up that I haven’t heard of? Maybe I’m missing something here.”
“Where do you stay?”
Indian’s response: “On M.G. Road.”
Outsider’s response: “I think I have overstayed a bit and it can qualify as living now.”
“Shit!”
Indian’s response: “Shit!”
Outsider’s response: “Did you just say that? I thought we were in a business meeting.”
“That he will have to do in any case. I’ll see how he doesn’t do it.”
Indian response: “I just hope you’re not setting yourself up for disappointment.”
Outsider response: “Here is a Flipkart.com coupon worth 500/-. Why don’t you buy a Webster’s dictionary and start afresh?”
PS: Samantha Jo Fitzsimons, the female protagonist of our upcoming documentary with national-award-winning director Brahmanand Singh, has started a crowd-funding campaign of her own. Please check out the YouTube promo and contribute if you can. With your help, we can make it happen!
http://igg.me/at/ridingonasunbeam/x/3858038
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