The phunny language

The english language has gained quite a foothold in the metropolis these days. Of course it has benefits in terms of sophistication and globalisation and all those "big words". Still I find it quite amusing what some memorised words from a dictionary and a fake foreign accent can do. There are so many people all around who think that once they know the language, all their mundane social problems are over. Of course there is the slight foreboding of what the moral cultural brigade would think of the poor soul. Keping that apart(I really wouldnt like a blackened face), conversations such as these have become as common as the various high pitched screeching singers on TV:

"Hello, what is your good name?"
Oh what the heck...my name had to be good if my parents thought I could live with it forever.

"Oh keemee!! Nice nice."
Not many things have bugged me more than my name being pronounced as though it were a dish(kheema for reference. Please bear with me even if it doesnt rhyme.)

"Yes I am take outing the book"
Er....dont think my comments are needed here....

"Teacher, see to him!!"
How the teacher keeps a straight face is still a wonder.

"Shut up your mouth!!"
One of the most common which instead of making me do the needful, makes me squeal with snorts.(my nose is usually clean)

And the regular....
"He was aksing me...."

Of course the only sentence said with perfect grammar and spelling is "I love you" as it has been the one line used and abused in almost every movie and saas bahu soap.

Anyway, time to put an end to the crap now...
I can hear my mom "aksing me to help the kitchen"
Till next time......