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whats the big deal with it. potaato poteto.
granted, at times they are the key differentiators- the key to confoundedly crowded language.
granted, the accent tells of the person a richer story than words themselves.
but i hate it when people use pronunciation nitpicking to show some body down. its so wanting in intelligence. so wannabe. its like in a failing argument blurting out nasty ungentlemanly accusations.
why must you turn all your interactions into a race of some sorts to superiority modeled on conformity to some alien trait?
it reeks of deep insecurity about one's own identity. apart from an english professor or a call center operator, who else needs to exhibit a constant conformity to the wren n martins? unfortunately, english is the language of the upwardly mobile. but why should this mobility make you hasten towards erasing your rough edges, your identity?
like scared rabbits, one is always nervously aware of what the others are hearing of your utterance. its unnatural to be like that. you need not be ridden by poverty of peace.

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skyjack said…
hii ajinkya...

ur post reminds of this funny moment that my friends and i had at a party...

we had been to the vaastu-pooja of this child-care clinic in nasik.
the owner, a well-known paediatrician,(with due respect to him and his noble profession) had a heavy M.T.I. in his accent.

my friends and i heard him say...
this is was what we heard...

"gentlemen, please do note leave so yearly.
the snakes are served in the hole."

now we knew he meant to say that the snacks were being served in the hall.

but it was so spontaneous, we couldnt help laughing at that...

thank god he was far away...
Ajinkya said…
hehe.. :P
true that. even i can't help laughing at somebody else's expense.. but it makes me feel guilty then..

btw, i think we do know each other.. who r u?
ChUcK said…
All us simble Mallus of the werld thenk you for this post!
Ajinkya said…
:) simble marathis and gujjus and nagas and most others too :P
except for jamaicans i guess. their pronunciation is ticket to cooldom :|
ChUcK said…
All us simble Mallus of the werld thenk you for this post!
Ajinkya said…
:) simble marathis and gujjus and nagas and most others too :P
except for jamaicans i guess. their pronunciation is ticket to cooldom :|

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