I need a soft breeze for a story. Not a hurricane. back burner for now. But no worry. Stories sneak back on me. “I,m filling a crack that ran through the wall. Keeps my mind from wandering…” You draw. 🙂
I was lucky enough to be exposed to many different languages from the start. Supposedly I spoke Urdu/Hindustani before french. Then I realized that all languages have the same structure. all. A lexicon. nouns. verbs. adjectives. a sintaxis. a more or less tricky grammar. (French is one of the worst). It’s just a matter of putting the square pegs in the round holes. Oh. Wait. Is it the other way around?
November 19, 2015 at 23:48
Thik hai…
🙂
November 19, 2015 at 05:43
Your life is so colourful and interesting. Hindu before French. Brilliant!
November 18, 2015 at 23:25
I need a soft breeze for a story. Not a hurricane. back burner for now. But no worry. Stories sneak back on me. “I,m filling a crack that ran through the wall. Keeps my mind from wandering…” You draw. 🙂
November 18, 2015 at 23:23
I was lucky enough to be exposed to many different languages from the start. Supposedly I spoke Urdu/Hindustani before french. Then I realized that all languages have the same structure. all. A lexicon. nouns. verbs. adjectives. a sintaxis. a more or less tricky grammar. (French is one of the worst). It’s just a matter of putting the square pegs in the round holes. Oh. Wait. Is it the other way around?