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Do you understand?

Conversation!

What a topic! It just close to my heart. Because, I am bad at conversing.πŸ™Š


My conversation style includes most often, not using right words or without uttering a word or laugh at places (where I need to say few words and someone has to google why I laughed because I do not have answer. An immediate reaction.)

Well, here is the couple of funny ways how I use to communicate:

One Coin Laugh: Indeed my laughing has got me a name as “one coin laugh”.  During those days, where the “one -rupee coin box” was in highly used and one day, my sister tried reaching me through that.  Immediately, she raised a complaint to my parents on our call. the complaint is that “this girl kept laughing for one complete coin time and I am not going to dial her..” Not only here, in many places I happen to laugh where I am not supposed too.                       

Nodding: Another wonderful way of conversation is Nodding.. While I was employed as process engineer, the technical director would ask “Have you understood” and my answer would be “turn the head left to right” or “up and down” and sometimes full rotation. He was amused with my response and laughing he asked, have you got neck strained? Fun filled moments.. still in sometimes I do it when I have to signal my colleague during meetings..

                                            

Hand Signals: Most often, when I am guiding  the cab drivers for next pick up/location, while hand direction will be in “right” and I say” left”. And he would be mam! Haha..you know in Bangalore traffic jam, there is no way to mess up. .But I do!

Uhmmm.. some more still hidden.. haha!πŸ˜†πŸ˜…

 God has created human beings with a gift that they can do conversation through more than one way i.e. vocal , writings or through art . But human being, enhanced the conversing way to his comfort.. i.e. speaking through eyes, without uttering a word(not even through eye signal), one word (because you know me.. you need to understand what I meant) ,emojis, similes etc..πŸ˜›πŸ˜œπŸ˜πŸ˜‹πŸ˜Ά

We are in a digitalized world that we do not have time to have conversation with people! 

Digitalized! Then, I think god has to create “Robots” πŸ€–instead of human beings .. Right?                          

My readers, what is your favorite way of conversing? Please comment!.πŸ‘‡

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