During recession I was supposed to move to Kerala for project purpose, but really I don't like to go over there. My Company gave two options for me
Option a--take a kerala offer and work there at-least for one year.
Option b--Forced to quit job.
Who will like to accept the second option. As a normal man I want money to survive in this society. So I chose first option. First time after 23 years I felt like ill-literate because I don't know malayalam. I don't like to step out from my room. When I step out I must depend on others. It's very hard to understand what they are speaking.
Some good hearted person really helped me to survive in the jungle. They thought some basic words after I got some energy. I tried to speak their local language, but I still depend on others to ask about that which bus is going to which place and what's the name mentioned in the bus board. Badly I need others help to travel outside.
I found a book in book stall. That book really played major role in those periods I started to learn malayalam with the help of that book. Even I tried to read that local language. At last I learned to read the local language still I don't have faith on me. Whether am I reading is right or wrong. So I asked the room boy who works in that lodge.
While reading he started to laugh because I read like a child. Unfortunately I read correctly. That boy corrected some mistakes also he taught me to read some difficult words. At-last I got proficient in that language. I started to read the bus boards without others help. I am proud of myself I am not illiterate and I am no more illiterate.
I spend nearly 10 months over there and I started to like their culture, but my project work got completed and the market also started to recover. So I came back to chennai with hard heart. Thanks to recession because of this only I went to that kerala state and I got chance to know their culture and also got chance to learn their language.
Option a--take a kerala offer and work there at-least for one year.
Option b--Forced to quit job.
Who will like to accept the second option. As a normal man I want money to survive in this society. So I chose first option. First time after 23 years I felt like ill-literate because I don't know malayalam. I don't like to step out from my room. When I step out I must depend on others. It's very hard to understand what they are speaking.
Some good hearted person really helped me to survive in the jungle. They thought some basic words after I got some energy. I tried to speak their local language, but I still depend on others to ask about that which bus is going to which place and what's the name mentioned in the bus board. Badly I need others help to travel outside.
I found a book in book stall. That book really played major role in those periods I started to learn malayalam with the help of that book. Even I tried to read that local language. At last I learned to read the local language still I don't have faith on me. Whether am I reading is right or wrong. So I asked the room boy who works in that lodge.
While reading he started to laugh because I read like a child. Unfortunately I read correctly. That boy corrected some mistakes also he taught me to read some difficult words. At-last I got proficient in that language. I started to read the bus boards without others help. I am proud of myself I am not illiterate and I am no more illiterate.
I spend nearly 10 months over there and I started to like their culture, but my project work got completed and the market also started to recover. So I came back to chennai with hard heart. Thanks to recession because of this only I went to that kerala state and I got chance to know their culture and also got chance to learn their language.
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