I finally had a whole conversation in Hindi with a stranger! It's only taken me two months... but languages were never my strong suit.
Me: Bandra Station, please.
Rickshaw Driver: blah blah blah blah dya? blah blah blah blah
Me: nay. Sida
Driver: blah blah blah blah nayblah blah blah blah pani blah blah blah blah dya blah blah blah blah
me: Acha. Pani. Ha. Dya.
This translates to:
me: Bandra Station, please.
Driver: left?
me: no. straight.
Driver: No. water (i.e. there's water on the road). left?
me: Okay. Water. Yes. Left.
I may have missed a few details... but i was pretty excited. Clearly just a few steps from being able to follow hindi movies. Then my work here will be done.
10:37 a.m. - 1996-02-13
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