Thursday, November 30, 2006

SMS world

1) Marriage is the process to find out what kind of man your wife would have preferred.

2) Sweet fruits are nice to eat, sweet words are nice to say, but sweet people are really hard to find, my goodness how the hell did you managed to find me.

3) When in life, you wake up, and you don’t see anyone, then come to me I will be there to take you to an eye specialist.

4) Only once in life will you meet someone with whom you can spend your lifetime, you can share your happiness and sorrow. Till then enjoy with the wrong one!

5) Its funny when people discuss LOVE MARRIAGE VS ARRANGE .Its like asking if suicide is better or being murdered.

6) Based on the Newtons law. Love can neither be created nor destroyed. It Can be transferred from one girlfriend to another.

7) Friendship is just like wine, as its gets older its gets sweeter just like you and me you are getting older and I m getting sweeter.

8) I want you to be with me in a nice restaurant, To have a candle light dinner and to say those sweet three words to you “ Pay the bill”

9) You are a STUPID…… smart talented unique person in demand.

Friday, November 24, 2006

My Tryst with beauty but who was she?

My tryst with beauty…………………………………….

A fictitious story by Vikram Agrawal

It was Sunday evening. I and my wife were heading towards Delhi airport to catch our flight to Mumbai. As usual everyone single or married was looking at the newly married couple. At that stage I was in a position to understand the psychology of both types of people. A bachelor must be murmuring “Hai ree kismet” and a married person must be saying “becharee kee kismet”. Well, both were right in their own place but I had to wait for a long time to realize how actually my kismet was.

I was not happy with the marriage initially. It was a typical arrange marriage and as per tradition the final decision was taken after a short conversation which lasted hardly for an hour. I always thought how one could decide about ones future just on the basis of a few hours of conversation and that too under extreme pressure from your family members which may interfere with your thinking regarding your choice and preferences. Once you have decided your life partner then it is all over. I believe that successful arrange marriage works on the belief that basically no one is bad and you can get along with any person. Exceptional cases leads to unsuccessful marriages. In love marriage you decide your life partner out of crores of girls and boys (crores of girls only in case of a normal male) in this world .You get in love with somebody after he or she clears the rigorous competitition and fits on all the standards set by you. In arrange marriage you have to select from only a few selected proposals. It works on some typical concepts and no body approves of them nowadays. The concepts of caste based reservation and of shefaaris. In arrange marriage you are forced to think of a girl from a particular caste only and she should be backed with strong recommendations from a person you know well. In corporate world with the concept of reservation, true talent is not fully utilized and lesser talented person may get a chance. The same Principle can be applied in marriage life also. All we need is to replace the word “talent” with “beauty”.

I was preoccupied with these thoughts while strolling in waiting hall and fortuitously got collided with a lady. I could not resist from ogling at her. Immediately I thought of my wife. But I could not find her nearby. “May be she is at the check in counter. If God wants like this let it be this way” with this thought I took a seat nearby and started looking at her while trying to hide my face with a newspaper. She was a real beauty in a true sense. Suddenly all my bachelorhood memories started dancing in front of my eyes when I used to stare at the girls and used to think how would be my wife like?

Each and every movement of hers was attracting me and was special in its own way, the way she was sitting on the chair, the way she was fondling with her hairs and the way she was laughing at the jokes she was reading. I thought, she must be feeling bad about the way I was staring at her, but my heart was saying something different. The bangles in her hand and “paajeb” were all dancing in perfect harmony. The way she handled her “Dupataa” almost killed me. I felt that she was perfectly matching with the image of beauty in my heart. It was not that I never saw a girl as beautiful as she was, but somewhere there was a difference in her beauty. Her innocence was giving all the answers. Initially when I used to look at these beauties, there used to be a hope in my heart that there must be someone like her who must be waiting for me. That time suddenly I saddened with that feeling when I realized that I was no more single. Since there were only a few flights in line, I thought she also must be going to Mumbai. But this time I could not pray to God to give her seat near by me as I would be accompanied by my wife.

One thing was hurting me that I was not getting any response from her side. Although she must have noticed that I was continuously looking at her. Then I thought she might have noticed me with my wife and that was the reason why she was not giving any response. Somewhere I have heard that girls get more attracted towards a married man. “Am I not that much smart and handsome”, I thought. “But my wife says that I am” and as she is a female and according to typical Indian belief “ek oorat he dusri oorat ka dard and choice samaz sakti hai”. “Then what is the problem with her” I said to myself. When I was kissing her in my imagination her forehead caught my attention. “Maang mein sindur or maathe pe bindia. Oh God! She is married.” I murmured.

For the first time I cursed myself. Suddenly I started thinking about her husband. How he would be like? Did he really deserve that beauty as his wife? She was better than my wife was. I was thinking, “Is her husband better than I am”? By that time I could surmise that she was also a newly married case. I was feeling jealous to her husband. Her husband was no where around and I thought she must have come alone. She must be a good wife and must be totally devoted to her husband and then I got the reason as why she was not looking at me the way I was doing few minutes back. “Her husband is a lucky chap that he got such a beautiful and lovely wife”, I convinced myself. “He must have those qualities which are bounding this beauty to be totally dedicated to him”. I thought that they were typical made for each other case. I was thinking way my fate was so bad, why I could not get a beautiful wife like she was.

An announcement was made about the sudden unexpected cancellation of our Mumbai bound flight. “Shit!” we both uttered at the same time. But at the same time I was happier as I thought I would spend more time with her. The lady got up. Suddenly I covered my face with the newspaper as if nothing had happened. She came to me and said “I think it will be better if we book a hotel near by and spend our night there”. My world started revolving around me. I was wrong and she was noticing my each and every step and she understood my intensions but could not respond the way I wanted. I said to her, “Madam I am sorry! I did not mean that. To look at the beauties and to appreciate them is one thing but to go to the extent you want is altogether a different thing. I could not even think of the same even during my batchalor life. If we both were batchalor, it would be a different story. It seems you are married and I respect your husband and his trust on other human beings that he allowed you to go alone. I as a human being and a husband also, I can not go that far and the way you want. It seems you are from a decent family and let’s not break the trust of hundreds of people behind us. It’s true that I was appreciating you beauty a few hours back, but now I respect my wife more than I did and I think marriage is all about trust and respect. Love creeps up automatically. Let a mistake not ruin four lives”. She suddenly slapped on my cheeks. I closed my eyes. I thought I was behaving too ideal to bear but what ever I did was from the core of my heart and out of my inner beliefs. When I opened up my eyes she was no where around and instead my wife was standing in front of me. She shouted “Why don’t you see a doctor immediately? This habbit of yours is persistent for last few days that whenever you collide with something you loose your memory and forget about every thing. And all that you need is a hard slap to get you back to the present life. Just now you were babbling something while treating me as another woman. What was that?” Generally I didn’t remember anything about the past but this time treat as a miracle of God that I could recollect all my previous thoughts. Initially, I hesitated a little bit but after thinking that she might misinterpret my thoughts I told her everything about the event.

After listening to my true thoughts she got saddened for a while and suddenly became angry and raised her hand again to slap me. I closed my eyes. But I don’t know why she suddenly changed her mind. She dropped the idea and instead kissed on my lips.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Pearls from Ocean: Selective Articles-II

Text messaging challenge to tyranny of spelling

Simon Jenkins

The texting generation may yet realise George Bernard Shaw's dream of liberating the English language for all of us.

· In Shakespeare's day, authors conveyed the clearest of messages with random spelling, even of the Bard's name
· English adapts its vocabulary to circumstance, but has no way of adapting its spelling
· Texting could finally spur a revolution
· It is the shorthand of the computer age

THANK YOU, Scotland. First John Knox, then the Enlightenment, and now the Scottish Qualifications Authority. In a direct challenge to the English at their most reactionary, the authority has declared that it will accept text-messaging short forms in school examinations. The dark riders of archaism will protest and the backwoods will howl. No spell is cast as dire as spellcheck. But the champions of reason are massing north of the border and need our support.

It is plain silly to regard doughnut as "better" than donut. The same goes for alternatives to night, through, colour, and wholesome. When the great Noah Webster invented American spelling after independence, he left British English immured in bigotry. He chided "even well-bred people and scholars for surrendering their right of private judgment to literary governors." To Americans, spelling reform was the sovereignty of common sense. For that reason the British treated it as foreign, vulgar, and, worst of all, American.

I have no fight with grammatical authoritarianism. Grammar is a vehicle that needs a highway code of human communication. To parse is to prosper. Grammar reflects the new uses that language requires of it, as dictionaries include new words. Adverbs and adjectives fight the good fight against poverty-stricken nouns and verbs. Prepositions and conjunctions are hurled into the fray. A controversial time is had by all.

A no-go area

In contrast, spelling has become a no-go area, an intellectual tundra. While plain writing is considered a stylistic virtue, plain spelling is a vice. English orthography is an edifice of unreason. Word endings are the last gasp of the Anglo-Saxon and Norman invasions, embedded in the cultural DNA of literary Brahmins. Not to spell properly is a sign of being common, as once was the ignorance of Latin. Knowing your "ie" from "ei" or -ible from -able does not affect a word's meaning one jot. It is a caste mark, its distinction deriving from its very obscurity.

Across the globe, students of English are driven to distraction by its spelling. Britons ridicule the French for their rule-based language, but at least they have a scholarly academy to discuss and approve (or resist) reform. While English adapts its vocabulary to circumstance, it has no way of adapting its spelling. Every time I write cough, bough, through, and thorough (not to mention write), I think of the teeming millions of students who ask their teachers: why? There is no answer. I suggest they learn American English instead.

The dogmatism of English orthography is a bond of lexicological freemasonry, a conspiracy against the laity. George Orwell rightly associated such dogma with totalitarianism. Wrong is right, as in war is peace. In Shakespeare's day, authors conveyed the clearest of messages with random spelling, even of Shakespeare's own name. As David Crystal says in The Fight for English, not until the 18th century was Chesterfield able to chastise his son on his poor spelling, warning that "I know a man of quality who never recovered the ridicule of having spelled wholesome without the w."

Orthographical purity is perpetually under strain. Mr. Crystal estimates that the Oxford dictionary gives alternative spellings for some 25 per cent of words at some time in history. "Hence the notion of standard spelling needs to be taken with a huge pinch of salt." Yet propose that Britain should spell colour without a "u" and it is like burning the flag. In 1992, The Guardian reported a Gallup poll suggesting that only one in six adults could spell accommodation, business, height, necessary, separate, and sincerely; 10 per cent got them all wrong. This was considered a shocking example of public illiteracy. In truth it was a comment on the archaism of the spellings. Italians would not consider such a poll worth holding.

Stuck in the past

When George Bernard Shaw, leading champion of a simplified alphabet (or alfabet) was censored for writing shant, he asked why shan't and not the more accurate sha'n't. He said of most apostrophes, "There is not the faintest reason for persisting in the ugly and silly trick of peppering pages with these uncouth bacilli." He was right in claiming that archaic spellings were maintained to keep the poor illiterate, but wrong to think that they would impede the spread of English as a world language. Spelling is the last fig leaf of empire, the last bastion of nanny (or Lynne Truss) knows best. It is stuck in the tramlines of the past, and nobody thinks straight on the subject.

Reform has seen many false dawns. Some hoped for a breakthrough with the telegram. But by charging for words, not characters, the Post Office dropped this pass. Isaac Pitman created a new English script with shorthand, but its boycott by teachers and restriction to a servile class of secretaries and journalists stamped it as a manual skill. The same applied to stenography.

Another opportunity came with the qwerty keyboard. Designed to avoid the jamming of mechanical arms, it was a golden opportunity for simplified spelling. Yet even when electronic keyboards ended the jamming problem, nobody thought to reform the qwerty layout or spelling with it. I am told Mandarin can be transmitted faster, by a skilled operator, than Roman script with English spellings.

Most English words are twice as long as they need to be, staggering under a weight of unvoiced vowels and consonants surplus to requirements. Computer users may be hard-wired to qwerty, but millions still plod across the keyboard searching with single-finger typing. Thousands are disabled by repetitive stress injuries.

Can texting finally spur revolution? Young people have evolved both a new script and a cost-effective reason for using it. They are breaking free of spelling dogma and expanding the alphabet with emoticons. Texting is the shorthand of the computer age. It is concise, cutting through the verbal jargon by which the professional classes seek to exclude the less educated. The Txtr's A-Z, a dictionary compiled by Andrew John, points out that mobile texting literally puts a price on waffle, while "ingenious abbreviations have been contrived to capture a vaguely philosophical thought, a loving sentiment or a beautifully crafted obscenity." He describes what is a chaotic literary pidgin.

The Scottish examiners are adamant that they are not rewarding text spelling, since there will be no marks for it, only for accuracy of meaning. Pupils will be credited for quoting "2b or not 2b" but will get higher marks if they spell it conventionally. That they should be penalised for an offence that Shakespeare himself committed is strange. Surely pupils are saving paper and helping examiners by their brevity. But all change must start somewhere.

Shaw left the British Museum a legacy for the promotion of spelling reform, a legacy which the museum stole after a case of Jarndyce obscurity in the court of chancery in 1957. To make amends the British Library should now summon a conference in Shaw's name of lexicographers and writers to declare a thousand English spellings archaic and thousands more as common usage, including texting short forms. If not, the world will pass on and the nation's young will reform English spelling on their own. Already a million fingers are tapping out a revolution. The Scots are showing the way.
(Source: The Hindu)