Monday, 3 November 2014

Swalpa adjust maadi! (Part 2 of 3)

Unsurprisingly,this is my second consecutive post on a similar topic. From the title, you would've have figured out the golden words told by lakhs of inhabitants of a particular South Indian cosmopolitan city. The title portrays the general attitude of the population(including me) living in Bangalore. It literally means that you have to adjust yourself.

One of the most important rituals of Bangaloreans. It has been protected and passed on through generations.It is being practised even today by young and the old alike. Aliens from other states and countries also learn of their ways. They have to go through a rite of passage until they can finally be accepted into the local clan. People have written books about it and readers of these texts simultaneously practising it. Many experts on this matter are found in this part of the world. Even animals perform this ritual. They have named this above mentioned ritual as 'Laziness'.

Laziness is considered an art. When they do it, it is classy. You would be considered a social evil if you were found waking up before 7.00 am. Shopkeepers will run out of business if he starts his day at 7.00am. That is the time when the city sleeps and you don't want to wake up a sleeping lion.

 The three most frequent words uttered by the people are the three words frequently used in local movies. The three words define the very character of a Bangalorean. Everyone knows the words and use it frequently. From couples, autorickshawallas, bosses, bus conductors, policemen etc. The list is endless. Even three constellations are named after these words. People worship gods having similar names. People come from different geographical backgrounds, race, gender, religion, orientation and beliefs but these three words keeps them united. The three words is the whole point of this post. The three words are in the title of the post.

I know this is a terrible post. I want to end your torture with my parting words, Swalpa adjust maadi.

What's in a name?(Part 1 of 3)

For anyone who has been reading my blog for some time, you would have observed a certain trend in my words. Excessively lamenting about how I miss a particular South Indian city which I consider my home, may have found its way into some of my previous updates. Yes, I will repeat it again. Bangalore, the city I treasure, the city which I love more than anything in the world, the city which enveloped my childhood, the city..., my home. But now, this city has changed. Ever since I moved away from it, it has changed to my dislike. The peaceful, harmonious morning tree-scented air has been replaced by garbage stench and blaring traffic noise. Roads have widened, gardens trimmed, parks exterminated, lakes engulfed and even the people have changed.

I feel that it has lost its original identity. Now, they have even changed the official name which has to be pronounced with extra syllables for added effects at the end. I can make a list of 'Things that take longer than pronouncing 'Bengaluuuuurrruuuu''. They say that the name reflects the present state of the city retaining its heritage. The only thing it reflects is the long traffic lines which can be comparable to the tail of Hanuman. The old word 'Bangalore' is short and crisp and portrays modern culture of the city. The modern information era, where speed is important and time is precious, the former name sounds ideal.

 Now people may make more effort to pronounce the new name. They expend extra work from their facial muscles just to get that 'oooo' syllable. The lips should crumple about to form an 'o' and a short breath of air and sound should be exhaled. It was much simpler when one said 'Bangalore' which can be easily done with a proud smile.

After reading my title, you may ask what's in a name? Well, nothing actually. Name is just a unique noun to refer to someone , someplace or something.  Name of a place can change over time. People may like it, they may dislike it. But it is changed for the greater good of the city.

This has been a pointless lament from my mind. I agree with the concept of 'what's in a name' but I still dislike the fact that my home has nomenclatural irregularities. As a purist, I like the original and original is what I'm going to use.