Linguistic Differences

What is language?

Or what is a language?

Well I’d clearly say that “Language is an intellectual form that we use for the purpose of communication. It is how we get the result of our brainwaves to perfectly reach other people.”

That was the logical and scientific way of putting it. However now that we have the introduction out of the way let’s go into more detail shall we?

Language is pretty much anything that used for communication. It’s not just talking, silence is also a language.

Verbal is not the only method, non-verbal being perfectly possible. We can communicate through body language and without any words, in other words “silence”.

However today I am not here to explain communication or tell you about its types. What I am going to discuss today is regarding what my question was about: Language.

The phrase “a language” simply brings to mind the reference to a particular language such as English, French, Spanish, Dutch, Italian, Russian, German, Chinese, Japanese, and so on.

Damn! There are so many different languages. We’ve really outdone ourselves. Every language can be translated into other simpler or more complex languages. Every one of them have their twists, their own unique way of using the tongue, and separate rules which make them so.

Knowing all this, let us now go into more detail and enter the wider realm of it known as “Linguistics”. The fact that there is a science, specific regulations, a psychological method with which every language is performed brings in the concept of linguistics.

There are people who speak more than one language. If their brain and tongue become home to more than four the person is termed as a super linguist.

The concept of every language is different. Each language hence brings in a different feeling in the same dialogue. Some sound confident, some are more excited while others sound emotional. Saying “I love you” in English brings a certain effect. Now try saying the same in French: “Je t’aime”. Now let’s try Hindi: “Main tumse pyaar karta hoon”. They not only sound different but also feel different. Patriotism and regional love aside this is quite true if you honestly think about it.

You could perhaps say the beauty of the song is on a level quite different depending on the words put. What level that you decide. The essence and feeling delivered feels different especially if you take a third person point of view. I know what you’re going to say: you’re being repetitive.

Basically they bring in their own sense which are the results of their own unique cultures, and mentalities. With every language comes the ideology and culture of the place it’s from. A traveler who meets a lot of people will definitely know this, so will a guy or gal in show business. I mean not only when it comes to love, it can be anything. Language affects the level of the magic. Comedians who’ve faced their share of bad shows will understand a bit better, especially those who’ve done tours across many countries. The success of jokes always depend on language and culture to a great extent. There are other factors too but I have decided to not digress too much today.

So now you have a new and different perspective when you’re perhaps travelling the world and telling a joke, or asking out a beautiful lady, or even when trying to buy a condom.

 

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An Untitled Feeling

Me: ……Why am I so?

Voice: Maybe because you want it to be so…

Me: …….Why am I so alone? I need someone.

Voice: Are you going to do this every time?

I don’t care! I miss someone. Quite truly I don’t even know who I miss now. Is it that girl who wrecked me? Is it my first ever crush? Is it the one who rejected me last Wednesday? Or is it just the thought of other people having someone really special while I don’t.

Honestly I don’t know.

Trust me. I do want to know. I want to know what it feels like to feel that poison on purpose. No more can I handle the sudden pain that I myself call out from beneath the depths.

It’s a paradoxical bliss. A hypothetical malice created through years of inner suffering. I’ll tell you what this is. It’s a truth that dwells inside us no matter where we are, a somewhat drunk confession. We are alone and crumpled up. We have been pushed back into a corner and are still looking from corner to corner for that light. We will keep on doing that until we find the right path.

Love is so utterly tempting that even your neighbor’s love for her before anyone else makes you writhe with envy. Factual is this that a poor soul cannot survive without an ounce of emotional attention. Honestly the self of the confused mind really seems to preoccupy itself in ways that leaves the other parts completely bored.

I wish I had a better way to explain how much there are just parts of us which just want someone to accept us. Not attention but proper care.

Sometimes I wonder:

              Should I change?

    Or should I just wait, there will come an answer someday?

Anyways perhaps I think too much. Or I just feel much more. Well we all do and that’s the bloody excuse.
The fact is at one point we all just need someone to be there for us. You cannot exactly explain that relationship you suddenly want for times like those but it exists and it does matter. It has a name which cannot be explained, all I know that it’s not the mother I am talking about. It’s a person you need for just those moments in your life. If you have someone for all, he/she covers them too but if you don’t you sometimes just feel the need for a carer during those moments that break you and leave you wounded.

No matter where you are in life, that feeling is somewhat mutual. It’s just you cannot look for someone during that time. That’s somewhat of a problem but then also if you want that person to be a special someone. Happens when laying eyes on someone new. Sometimes even when you try to re-look at those of old. Their smiles and cheerful words suddenly show you something else.

The fights involved in the mutual understanding of this contradicting paradox. It kills but it somehow teaches more in return.