Is language a jargon or a lucid voice?

Uncategorized

by Shamreen Ashraf

Student, Semester 4, Rani Birla Girls’ College

It was a chorus evening, high did fly the kites
The wind rushed to and fro and the locals pulled of their chorus rites

Everything was seeming right, until an airplane came crashing in
None but the locals went rushing in

Found the crashed plane and victims howling , wincing in pain
Every melancholic voice seemed quavering , calling to their mothers while downcasted the gloomy rain

Some said maa , some said mom , some said ammi, some said anne and some said mother
None knew eachother but every single one there perceived and empathized with the other

Once again , it was witnessed , “the language of emotions’” birth
And hence, the myth telling “ one language cannot resemble the other” was collated as just a mere mirth!

1,899 comments

Leave a Reply