I love to belly laugh. Really lean back and laugh from the gut. I need to do it more often. I recently saw some pictures of people I love sweating it out in the heat and EVERYONE looked a little bleak. I wanted to call them up across the border and say something to make them smile let alone laugh. Now I believe there is a lot of heaviness to carry and injustice to see but a good belly laugh is a luxury that we need to afford.
Language is one of those tricky things that can kind of kill your sense of humor. I love playing with words. I love wit. My Hindi is just not there yet. Wit? Nope. Sometimes I get out a proverb, sometimes but I am still learning pretty basic things it feels like most days.
Did you know that in Hindi your hair "comes out." It does not grow. It does not "get thicker." It comes out. And that is a GOOD thing. This little verb issue got me in trouble when I first heard it as I thought it was a bad (baldly) thing. I told my neighbor that if you wash your hair less your hair will "stop coming out." My hair just falls out here, in clumps, and so showering less helps the loss. When I realized I had said the opposite of what I meant there was no going back. Chalk it down to the crazy, wrong white lady idea!
All this said when I discovered that buttering someone up is the same in Hindi as English (kind of) I held that little fact till the time came to tell a joke and belly laugh with two of my favorite people. Okay so one belly laughed and one chuckled but the chuckle rang louder than the belly laugh as Babster barely ever cracks a smile.
Heavenly girl, Jannat, recently said I looked like I was the same age as someone we know who is ten years younger. Oh YEAH!!! I started smelling myself and the air. Then I started rubbing my arm. Then I asked Babster if I smelled like butter. She smelled me... "Nope." I pushed the point and suddenly the light dawned and they were both laughing. Jannat assured me no buttering was happening but I felt slick (maybe it was sweat but I'm thinking not!)
It felt good. Laughing that is.
Language is one of those tricky things that can kind of kill your sense of humor. I love playing with words. I love wit. My Hindi is just not there yet. Wit? Nope. Sometimes I get out a proverb, sometimes but I am still learning pretty basic things it feels like most days.
Did you know that in Hindi your hair "comes out." It does not grow. It does not "get thicker." It comes out. And that is a GOOD thing. This little verb issue got me in trouble when I first heard it as I thought it was a bad (baldly) thing. I told my neighbor that if you wash your hair less your hair will "stop coming out." My hair just falls out here, in clumps, and so showering less helps the loss. When I realized I had said the opposite of what I meant there was no going back. Chalk it down to the crazy, wrong white lady idea!
All this said when I discovered that buttering someone up is the same in Hindi as English (kind of) I held that little fact till the time came to tell a joke and belly laugh with two of my favorite people. Okay so one belly laughed and one chuckled but the chuckle rang louder than the belly laugh as Babster barely ever cracks a smile.
Heavenly girl, Jannat, recently said I looked like I was the same age as someone we know who is ten years younger. Oh YEAH!!! I started smelling myself and the air. Then I started rubbing my arm. Then I asked Babster if I smelled like butter. She smelled me... "Nope." I pushed the point and suddenly the light dawned and they were both laughing. Jannat assured me no buttering was happening but I felt slick (maybe it was sweat but I'm thinking not!)
It felt good. Laughing that is.
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