Mental Excursions

No Question Is Really Stupid! Finally, the calendar has shown that it understands my problem. Tomorrow, the 28 th of September is Ask a Stupid Question Day!   Being a Punjabi, I was fed on a healthy diet of ਪੁੱਛਣ ਵਿੱਚ ਕੀ ਹਰਜ਼ ? (Puchchhan vich kee Harz? What is the harm in asking?) I happily ask a local for directions, while Mani argues with Google map, mumbling, cursing. The more frustrated he gets, the less likely he is to ask a stranger for help. (Apparently, it is a male thing). I, on the other hand, can shamelessly ask a passerby willing to stop and guide me. Why ask questions? I ask when I don’t know, do not understand, have not seen, or am simply curious about something. I ask about knitting patterns, recipes, language, places, phone features, even life’s puzzles and hundreds other things. I ask to seek solutions, and venting is reserved exclusively for my close friends.   No doubt, I have asked a fair share of stupid questions, some of which have embarra...

Talent vs Skill: I Shrug, They Shine The baraat that shut down Wall Street, making headlines and history.   Photo: India Today “Such a talented woman!” Haven’t you heard that remark at a pooja (prayer) programme, a wedding sangeet (musical programme), or a get-together where you are a part of the miniscule audience? As a railway wife, I had an overdose of this comment during music and dance programmes for Teej, Garba, Diwali, New Year eve, welcome and farewell of boss’s wife, or sometimes a sangeet, a brave hostess dared invite me to. One after the other, came on stage a ‘lady’ or a group of them, dressed in their latest shiny best lehengas or saris, adjusting their dupattas and pallus . The compere would promise a ‘mesmerizing’, ‘scintillating’ dance or soulful singing. The music range for dance was wide – from a folk or classical music-based film song to bawdy, vulgar item numbers. Struggling to synchronize, their waists thickened after the sacrifice of childbearing, ...

English & its Clever Cheat Salt & pepper, fish & chips, bed & breakfast, hugs & kisses, R& D, H&M, Johnson & Johnson, all make sense, don’t they? And if you are reading it in the evening, Black & White can be the choice. But what is this between you & me? Got it? No? That little curly, arty squiggle!   The stylish sign has a big name most of us are familiar with- the ampersand ! And if English language is large-hearted enough to have a full day in its name, why can’t I use some words to sing its praises? I am not fibbing. September 8 is officially the World Ampersand Day, if you please. I used to think that perhaps a calligrapher sitting in his happy place, humming a little romantic song, invented this pretty fellow that reminded him of the musical notes. But no, I have so much to learn in this world. Once again, it is the Romans who are said to have invented it. There are no records how it came into being, but either a stone-car...