I have decided to start something new, today being an auspicious day, declared my husband.
That’s good. Hope you are not thinking of learning music, I said in order to be forewarned.
Don’t worry, one bad singer in the house is enough to face the censure of our neighbours, he assured .
Then is it some skill you wish to learn? I asked wondering what he had in mind.
Well, if time permits I would like to learn preparing my favourite dessert, he said with a sense of longing.
That’s like aiming for the moon when you don’t even know the ABC of cooking, I guffawed.
First things first and I am serious, he said annoyed at my reaction.
Are you thinking of learning drawing or painting? I asked knowing his interest in art.
Not for now atleast. I wish to learn a new language, Hindi to be precise, he announced.
But you already have a smattering knowledge of Hindi, don’t you, I reminded, recalling how amused I was hearing him talk in Hindi that sounded very bookish.
Yes, I did learn Hindi as a second language in college but almost lost touch with it after marriage, he complained.
You seem to accuse me for losing touch. Infact it was you who insisted I be your spokesman when someone spoke in that language, I said defending myself.
Probably I did and that was decades ago. But hereafter I am going to learn Conversational Hindi and that might leave you with a complex, he said with a superior air about him!
n.meera raghavendra rao