In that rare film noir product from Bollywood, Kaminey, the protagonist Charlie cannot pronounce the Hindi consonant “sa” and substitutes it with “pha”. In a tense moment he tells a boss man “Main pha ko pha bolta hoon”. The boss man replies “ Abe ga…, pha ko pha nahin bolega to kya bolega!”.
That is a good example of the prison all of us live in. The prison of our perceptions.
Witgenstein a linguist and philosopher of the highest order illuminated this prison in another way. A woman walked up to him and said “ Sir though they say the earth moves around the sun, it sure looks like the sun moves around the earth” Witgenstein replied, “Tell me Madam what should the earth moving around the sun look like?”
The prison of our perception is different from other prisons in that there is just one person in it and the jailors are all missing! Get me? Sometimes I think words are the strong steel bars of this prison.
Just learnt from CNN that a frontrunner for the post of the President of EU is the current Belgian PM who writes haiku like poems. An example from his collection:
Wind blows through my hair
After years the wind still blows
Sadly the hair no longer does
I look forward to hearing more from this guy.
Got any of your own haiku to share with me?
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