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Friday, May 02, 2008

What one has to say.

Heres an excerpt from a recent chat convo of mine. 'A' is me, 'R' a friend.

.... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... ....

A: Aite then, time for me to go, Rikadablaka.

R: Yeah, me 2, wiazapi.

A: Aureal bourgeois onions.

R: This is kinda fun, banooki.

*Lines of nonsense later, both exit*

You might be wondering where 'A' and 'R' forgot their brains - but hold it. I've recently come to the conclusion that the conventional confines of language aren't always enough to satisfy a person's sheer instincts. I read about a study somewhere that showed that the internal techniques of human perception, mental organization and understanding vary vastly amongst individuals. Original Expressionists like poets, writers and other artistes are revered not only for technical skill, but also for their expression of what is instinctive within them - their expression of how they see their medium. If the audience catches on to their patterns, well, I suppose a new trend may emerge. On a personal level,
we (or I at least) mentally arrive to a conclusion after a hopelessly personal-specific thought process and then translate our result into some society defined code answerable only to ourself.

So, progressing from human uniqueness to that chat extract above.

Some sounds may have different connections and associations inside your head, that even you might only be partially aware of. You might have felt good upon hearing a random sound or getting a particular fragrance, not only for the nervous action taking place, but also for the triggers it sets off. Theres even this new fangled thing where people get high on certain co-ordinated digital sounds...

Now, instead of saying a conventional goodbye, I try saying random nonsense that comes into my head. In a way, what I say is very reflective of my state; but also in way that mainly I am privy to. My one rule is that I shouldn't have to overthink to get the word out but simply let it flow. It provides a welcome escape from the usual set rules like 'Ta', or 'bye' or whatever. At that time, the feel of the phoentics of 'Aureal Bourgeois Onions' really appealed to me as something funny.

Uttering such nonsensical, convoluted phrases forms a good oral exercise to improve knowledge and feel of that particular cavity. The word can even mean something in real life, but you just say it because you want it to be there. Its a question of letting it come onto your tongue from the deeper recesses of your conscious.

Next time you feel like saying chonchon for no rhyme or reason, try it out. Whatever it is you wish you'd had the chance to just say - make use of your jaws, teeth and tongue to fully vent. Its pretty satisfying.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

We agrees...

Mosambi.

Unknown said...

Aamchoor

Windstorm said...

magree poo. flibberty gibbet. punky moody ploo. feeky mungra trishtla.

nope dude, i cant see it

AC said...

Well, at least you took the effort to say all that... Try it in a foul mood...

AC said...

And you have obsession with poo.

Anonymous said...

Yeahh I can't see it either

Eye of the Storm said...

LOVE this entry. LOVE it. Brings lots of happy memmories, actually--there's this game I play with friends a lot that's very close to what you were talking about... remind me to tell you about it sometime =)