It happened when my family and I were travelling on a train. Besides us der were 2 oder families in our cubicle (i dunno wat we call the small part of the compartment...)..One was a family frm kathak in Orissa . They consisted of a young couple and 2 daughters. The elder one of the two was abt my sister's age....The oder family consisted of a couple and a very small girl....i guess dey were tamilians....
I was amazed to see the diversity of the whole India in a single cubicle of a train. It was a strange mixture as one family talked in tamil, the oder fired away in oriya and we spoke malayalam....
While i was partly observing this weird scene and partly reading my buk (cos u know its rude to stare...)...my sister and the gal abt whom i mentioned above were starting to play togeda....As ma sis did'nt hav a clue wat to say to her I asked her name for my sis....her name was safiya...before they knew dey were playing and laughing togeda....but i noticed that dey were not uttering a word to each other....thats wen i realised that language differences does not affect friendship...or rather friendship is the universal language.....

so true..gr8 one geethika!!...i luv it!
ReplyDeletettly..frnship..beyond awl borderx! :)
ReplyDeleteyeahh..totally true.. =) lub diz geet! =D
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ReplyDeletesilence they say is the highest form of communication. gud one
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