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I remember making friends with a retired Canadian psychologist years ago. A wannabe Indologist, he had come across a Usenet post of mine, an experimental post to test its murky waters. It was great going initially, until he began gradually griping about my exotic choice of words.

There were others causes of friction as well, including my apparently offbeat thoughts. Anyway, his constant cribs about my extensive malapropisms made me do a rethink on my style. Try as I might, I couldn't convince myself into believing the allegations.

Well, countless people before and after him have leveled charges against me on similar grounds. There must be some truth after all! Sid's mail simply adds cause to the conviction! Loved what he wrote...although it was mostly beyond the scope of my limited vocabulary!

Sid, the demarcation between me and 'normal' people was never so conspicuous! Thanks! Seriously, I'll try to do something about it. I love not belonging to the camp of 'normal' folks, but it's lonely camping in solitude.

(I'm posting Sid's mail as the first comment to this post.)

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Deepanjan said…
Sid said:
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got a forward that was rather interesting. couldnt resist from putting it up here :)

DEEPANJAN: Where there are visible vapours having their provenance in ignited carbonaceous materials, there is conflagration.
NORMAL PERSON: Where there's smoke, there's fire!

DEEPANJAN: Exclusive dedication to necessitous chores without interludes of hedonistic diversion renders Jack a hebetudinous fellow.
NORMAL PERSON : All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

DEEPANJAN: The person presenting the ultimate cachinnation possesses thereby the optimal cachinnation.
NORMAL PERSON : He who laughs last, laughs best

DEEPANJAN: Surveillance should precede saltation.
NORMAL PERSON : Look before you leap

DEEPANJAN: It is fruitless to attempt to indoctrinate a superannuated canine with innovative maneuvers.
NORMAL PERSON : You can't try to teach an old dog new tricks

DEEPANJAN: It is fruitless to become lachrymose of precipitately departed lactile fluid.
NORMAL PERSON : There's no use crying over spilt milk

DEEPANJAN: Freedom from incrustations of grime is contiguous to rectitude.
NORMAL PERSON : Cleanliness is godliness

GRE STUDENT: Members of an avian species of identical plumage tend to congregate.
NORMAL PERSON : Birds of a feather flock together

DEEPANJAN: Pulchritude possesses solely cutaneous profundity.
NORMAL PERSON : Beauty is only skin deep

DEEPANJAN: Male cadavers are incapable of rendering any testimony.
NORMAL PERSON : Dead men tell no tales

DEEPANJAN: Neophyte's serendipity.
NORMAL PERSON : Beginner's luck

DEEPANJAN: A revolving lithic conglomerate accumulates no congeries of small, green, biophytic plant.
NORMAL PERSON : A rolling stone gathers no moss

DEEPANJAN: Scintillate, scintillate, asteroid> minim.
NORMAL PERSON : Twinkle, twinkle, little star

GRE STUDENT: All articles that coruscate with> resplendence are not truly auriferous.
NORMAL PERSON : All that glitters is not gold.

DEEPANJAN: Sorting on the part of mendicants must be interdicted.
NORMAL PERSON : Beggars are not choosers

DEEPANJAN: Individuals who make their abodes in vitreous edifices would be advised to refrain from catapulting perilous projectiles.
A NORMAL PERSON : People who live in glass houses should not throw stones.
Vivek said…
WTF? Who's this Sid?

And I don't remember you being responsible for any malapropisms .... stop hankering after attention from the pale-faces & appreciate what you've got here.

And 1 more thing .... be yourself .... the world can go fish.
Deepanjan said…
Agreed!
Sid's your roommate!
Malapropisms...well, I was accused of using them extensively. As I said, I wasn't convinced.
Attention hogging for my blog, I love it!
I deeply appreciate what I've got here.
And you're right, the world can go fish!
Anonymous said…
hey deepu i was kidding, the moment i was got the mail only one person came to my mind .... the actual fwd was GRE PERSON and NORMAL PERSON ... :)
Deepanjan said…
I figured that out!
Don't worry, I don't take such frivolous things to heart! Indeed, I enjoyed it!

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