School officially started today... Well not for me... *grumbles in exasperation* Let me re-phrase that. Sophia's officially began today. Hence, I have been compelled to accept the fact that I am unavoidably alone...devoid of my usual slew of friends to keep me entertained. I've been spending unhealthy periods of time alone. So much so, I've been arguing with myself and quite surprisingly I lost the argument. Yes, I believe it's quite dangerous for me to be left to amuse myself for protracted periods of time. My stuffed toys are eagerly nodding in agreement.
I don't miss my school. I wholeheartedly welcome change. But I feel as though I've been temporarily discarded by Life. I've been relegated to the sidelines, forced to be a spectator, biding my time and anxiously awaiting the end of this interminable period of inactivity. I became almost wistful when Aisha described the various imaginative ways they (the newbies) were ragged involving hair-oil, pole dancing and the chicken waddle. And then I was accused of Bobbing... Yes bobbing.. If anyone has the remotest idea what bobbing entails then please do drop a hint. In light of such an unforgivable insult I had no option but to tell aforementioned pseudo-friend to go and Pukayastha herself...
Yes that's the latest trend ladies and farm animals... Instead of telling someone to..I don't know... drown in the nearest sewer/swallow a diseased dishcloth/jump in a well and/or bore their eyes out with an umbrella...you can effectively convey all the above mentioned insults with one word....Purkayastha... Isn't it positively magical. Of course, I must check whether the use of the word might violate copyright infringement. As some of you might have guessed Purkayastha happens to be Isha's surname and more formidably my former teacher's too...
Therefore, in addition to the above connotation, Purkayastha can also be used in the context of describing something as cool/remarkable/downright amusing. Ah, imagine the possibilities... of course credit needs to be accorded to Mehek, who first came up with this inventive substitute for slang. I was jabbering away unconcernedly in terrible French when Mehek (speechless and dazed) retorted rather confidently with the magic word-Purkayastha. Thus, a new historic semantic departure occurred. This is quite possibly the most revolutionary linguistic discovery of the past century.
Anywho...This blog further validates my need for some activity during this dreary vacation. I hope the following days will be more Purkayastha..
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Bloody Bob! Not at all Purkayastha
Posted by PsychoBeaver at 7:12 AM
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The poor owner of the all-conquering word realises that she should have got her surname patented... It's being over used, abused and whatever not. see, if I had a choice, i'd be just Isha. Isha nothing... But since fate has christened me with an un-pronouncable surname(for the most part), I'm stuck with it... but, if you do add it to the oxford, I'll be pink with pleasure :) Even as recently as today, my class teacher, who loves my first name, comes upto me very politely and asks me how my last name is pronounced... Considering that his name is pretty scary even WITHOUT his surname, it was rather bold of him to come upto me... thankfully, I've got two rammaiah's-pj-free days... After Rammaiah, purkayastha sounds bloody brilliant! :P
on second thought, maybe 'word' should be replaced with 'name'
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