Skip to main content

How I learnt Hindi?

Personal Jottings
In my last visit to Baromuni I found the whole family of Bina Didi had left for US. She was my first and memorable Hindi Teacher.

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

In my case, my command over Hindi has always put me in a different league while I was in school, in college and even in job, though with a tinge of conceived and un-conceived reasons. It was due to prevailing common perception that people from northeastern states are not “good” in Hindi. In school I was told many times, “Rishi, tere baton se lagta nahin, tu northeast ka he.” And I took this complement with pride.

And in my initial college days in Guwahati, the complement turned to curse, overnight. We Hindi-speaking bunch of students were like fish out of water and were least approached by juniors. A Great slap slammed on all of us! Our participation in the college activities were nil as we were not able to understand (forget converse) in the Assamese language. The conversation stagnancy resumed till we were burdened with studies in the third year and we carried the batch “SENIORS”.

We the Hindi-speaking group started acclimatizing the new environment, say re-learning, with the Route Numbers of Guwahati buses. “Oh! The Assamese numerical ‘1’ is similar to Hindi ‘1’, and even ‘2’ is…,” were our bizarre and amusing reactions amongst us.

Hindi came to my rescue in cutting the ice of my first job in a satellite channel at Guwahati. The experience in the television channel ironed out any deficiency left in the language. The sound engineering played with the language increased my confidence by many notches.

Life is rolling fast and sweet moments have started diminishing, the role played by Bina Didi of Baromuni, her parents came new next to our mother’s house, in the formative days of my pre-school learning, teaching me letters, words and sentences of Hindi, is something that I will say has made a solid base of my career and in my life.

In my last visit to Baromuni I found the whole family of Bina Didi had left for US. She was my first and memorable Hindi Teacher.

If you have a story related to your life and wish to share, you are most welcome.

Please subscribe: receive email. Get Free alert on your mobile! Click here.



Popular posts from this blog

The 'Star' Krishankant Sinha of Space City Sigma

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi It is a myth that the all-knowing Internet knows everything. One such myth relates to old television stuff aired on Doordarshan before 1990. Search in Google “Space City Sigma”, the search engine would throw up reminiscent results from the people who still long for those days. Those days were really golden days. Krishankant Sinha in the role of Captain Tara in Space City Singma For those who have watched Doordarshan some 15 to 20 years back, am sure they will have nostalgic memories of it. The days when possessing a now ubiquitous looking television set was a luxury. It was a neighbour’s envy product. It was a visual product to showoff, to flaunt that we have a television set . Those were the days when black and white, locked television was rarely found in homes. The days became immortal for teleserials like Ramayana, Mahabharata, Swami’s Malgudi Days (Ta-Na-Na-Na…), Ek-Do-Teen-Char (Title song: Ek do teen char, chaaro mil ke saath chale to

On Bhoomi Pujan for Ram Mandir in Ayodhya, performance by Sinha Sisters

Definitely, the Bhoomi Pujan for Ram Mandir in Ayodhya is momentous day for the Bhratiya Sabhyata. In this historical moment, the Bishnupriya Manipuris (living in Assam, Tripura, Bangladesh, and Manipur), the event has been beautifully captured by the artists.  PM Modi at Ayodhya Here is Sinha Sisters with their singing expressing their astha and bhakti. It is true. Bhagwan Sri Ram lives in people's heart.  Do watch. Performance by mother and daughter.

Sri Sri Bhubaneshwar Sadhu Thakur

By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata Sri Sri Bhubaneshwar Thakur, the great saint of the Bishnupriya Manipuri Community was born on 26th October, 1871, in a remote village of Cachar district called Baropua in the state of Assam. He was born to a Xatriya Manipuri family. His father Sri Sanatan Pandit was a Sanskrit teacher and mother Srimati Malati Devi, a house wife. Sadhu Baba from his childhood was indifferent to all worldly happenings. He was engrossed in chanting the name of Lord Krishna. Along with other students of his age, Sadhu Baba started taking lessons of grammar and other spiritual literature from his father. At a very young age he lost his mother but he was brought up with utmost love and care by his step mother. At the age of eighteen, Sadhu baba lost his father, so, to continue his spiritual education under the guidance of Rajpandit Mineshwas Swarbabhwam Bhattacherjee, he went to Tripura. But within one year he made up his mind to visit all the holy places and as such he took permis