இணிய தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள் !! (ver. 1)
இனிய தமிழ்ப் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள் !! (ver. 2)
(I can’t really get the right spelling with the english to tamizh translators…but I guess this is close enough?)
Every year, the Asha foundation in Seattle puts together a live performance by a band called Geetanjali. I still have find memories of the concert from 3 years ago. The songs were awesome, the singers were even better and it definitely ranks as one of the best live performances I’ve seen. See video below -
And then, this weekend happened. This was the worst live performance that I have ever been to, right from the organizers to the singers and the song selection. The experience also made me realize a lot of things -
# Organizing an event
Fresh out of organizing the biggest Bhangra competition in the Pacific Northwest, I was terribly annoyed and disappointed with how chaotic and unorganized the event was. The show started an hour late and the seat allocation was terrible (or in other words) the seat numbers were written down in pen on the tickets and a lot of the seats ended up being allocated twice.
# Tamizh Music (the latest ones)
Looks like I am completely out of touch with things (movies, etc) back home. I hardly recognized any of the songs and most of them sounded terrible. My knowledge and taste for the music is somewhat static from the year 2005, when I left the country. It didn’t help that most of the singers sucked as well.
# My Tamizh speaking abilities
This was probably the saddest realization of the night. We got assigned the worst seats of the night, behind a huge speaker and sub-woofer which was about 10 feet away. I had to go argue with the organizers and drive some sense into them and get our seats reassigned. It was during this ordeal, while talking to the organizers, that I realized that I have lost my ability to hold a complete conversation in Tamizh (or at least when I’m annoyed). I do speak in Tamizh with my brother but it’s just sad that my thought process is slowly switching over to English. While this does mean that I don’t have to translate the Tamizh in my head to English before I speak, I am a little sad that I don’t think in Tamizh anymore.
I’m done griping.
Tags: asha, geetanjali, seattle, tamizh
No, I really am. I swear.
Now if you are wondering why, well it’s because I can’t CAN (fixed:typo) fluently converse in one of the hardest languages on the planet (Tamizh or Tamil as your non-Tamizhs call it) and can read/write and understand another (Hindi).
Says who? – http://blog.leximo.org/2009/03/worlds-hardest-languages-to-learn.html
A little bit more digging around and I found out that Tamizh is the last surviving classical language in this world. Damn! Now that makes me even more proud and I can understand why some of my friends think that Tamizh is the craziest language in India.
Yea. I am special.
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