ChirpyQuill

These days it seems I have forgotten how to speak in English, which is kind of surprising given that English has always been my forte. I mean, I consider myself so lucky I was born and brought up in a big metro. I had access to the best education and studying in a convent school only gave me an edge over so many others who didn’t have this privilege. Being an only kid and born in a time when there was no internet, the only entertainment I had besides playing out in the evenings was – Reading. I loved reading and was a voracious reader.  I also remember vividly, solving crossword puzzles with my dad. I think all this helped me immensely in my student days. I wonder then why is it that I cannot comprehend what the Gen Z kids say these days. I mean, it almost seems they are speaking in some alien language which only people of their generation understand.   For instance, I have always thought Ohio was the name of a state in the US. But my daughter, giving me the same look I give h...

September 25th 2015:   "Apnee marzee se kahan apne safar ke hum hain,rukh hawaon ka jidhar ka hai udhar ke hum hain.."  I closed the door behind the car and nervously walked into the train station. Had been to the station many a times before but today was different. I fumbled with the blue ticketing machine looking closely at the transit options like they were written in French. Holding my pink ticket to the newark penn station I waited anxiously for the train to come My mind was consumed with a whirlwind of "what ifs," the first being, What if I’m on the wrong platform?But soon the train chugged into the station and that trivial what if was laid to rest. I knew my directions. Get off at Newark Penn Station, cross over to the PATH, take the train to the WTC, and then walk down Water Street to my destination. "Was it really happening?" I thought still in disbelief, while the trees and houses slipped past the frosted glass train windows. It was my first day ...