I read this post here and SO wanted to do one of my own. Every family has a ‘Language of Louu’, unique to itself. So did we. One of the best parts I remember from my growing-up years. What was ours?
I talked the usual Ikka (water), Jojo (bath), tacchi mammam (curd rice) kiddie-style language, and then grew out of it. I still do that language at times, just for the heck of bugging mom and for the joy of watching her tell me ‘Grow up!’ 😛
There are a few distinct words, though, that I identify with my family. A silly, little smile still creeps up on my face whenever I think of them. Here are some that I clearly recollect:
This was and is my paternal granny’s favourite, and I grew to love listening to her say it. Meaning: Something weird, out of the ordinary
Like, she’d say – Idhu enna kaasare boosare nu oru dress?
Ah! The number of times I’ve heard this word is uncountable. Used to be an all-time favourite of Gramps. Meaning: Confusion, mischief
He ALWAYS used to go – Romba parambatal adikkara indha ponnu!
Meaning: Dumbhead, in a fond sort of way. That came from the maternal grandfather. He oh-so-often uses it, saying something like – Achu Pichu! Varadha irundha phone panni solla vendaama?
This is a question my paternal grandmother commonly asks. And I love it. Meaning: Are you full? Literal translation: Does your stomach hit cow-style? (Is your stomach so full that it would hit others like a cow hits with its horns?)
Another one from Gramps. Meaning: Go away, leave me alone. As a kid and teenager, I would bug him when he’d be doing something important and he’d go: Ettu! To which I would promptly respond – ‘Ombodu!’
Jil jil tara bulbul
A lyrical gem from my maternal grandfather, specially reserved for me. When I used to be a really little, cute kid, he would take me out whenever I pestered mom and he happened to be there. He’d sing me this song – Jil jil tara bulbul, bulbul tara jil jil. And I used to begin giggling instantly. He only had to say ‘Jil Jil’ in a hushed voice when I was kinda grouchy, and I would begin grinning.
Thanks a lot, Shal, for making me go through those pages of life once again! 🙂
Anything I have missed out on, sis?
What’s your own language of louu, people? Would love to hear from you! 🙂
Song on my mind: