My First Foreign Language - SPANISH

             I am certainly not a language buff and neither followed literature, but when the situation turns upside down and you are stuck with uninteresting work. The only way out from the boredom is to challenge your limits. So started hunting for weird yet exotic options, one of the fancy things which I could think was learning a new language with a pinch of uniqueness. This time the language picked was SPANISH. There were many reasons why this language was picked but the closest was “similar to Hindi (My national language)”.

           The classes were arranged; my teacher had brought some handouts to me and told me to read it. It was in English with some phonetic signs. That was the first time I knew that Spanish is written in English way. That was a relief I think because English is manageable. My next class started with alphabets and with conjugations and then went to sentence formations. Slowly and steadily I have started peeling the layers of Spanish from easier to tougher. If you could trust me ever… the layers were unveiling truth of adventure.

             Unless I touched a new language I never knew that when you learn a new language it’s not just a language it’s a new medium with which you express. Language puts entailing to the much unsaid feeling within you. When we use each perfect word and put in a sentence, we actually position a perfect pearl into the string to carve into an everlasting necklace. This is how my each day went and turned into weeks and then months. Learning the meaning of new words in Spanish had become my passion and may be the only thing of my schedule.

           Life seems more beautiful, especially when I see a building named as “La casa” or I hear few tourists talking in a language I could understand. I met two people from Spain they had come for their vacation. They were struggling in a foreign country and when I approached them and had spoken simple hello in Spanish way, they actually jumped out of their place and were happy to hear my broken Spanish.  They were correcting me for my faults. Here I wasn’t ashamed of talking wrong Spanish but was thrilled by their involvement that is the power, where two extreme strangers have become my friends.

          I don’t know if anyone would ever go for a language to start a fresh, but my experience with learning Spanish language was an unforgettable journey so far. Spanish language has filled my life with beautiful memories, memories which I had left behind the school doors and memories to have friendship even though you hardly know each other. This world is filled with colorful languages everywhere, the more color we pick, the more colorful feathers we add to our hat of success. I wish everyone a wonderful language hunt and happy learning.

                       “A comer, beber y tragar, quien sabe cuando la vida va a acabar !!!”