We Indians tend to take our right to Freedom of
Speech seriously. Talking, or better say chattering comes naturally to many of
us. Well, before someone plans to bash me, let me clear that I mean it all in a
good spirit. No offense.
When it comes to striking a good conversation, we’ll
always find a couple of people around us, dying to let out stories narrating how
their dog is the best in the neighbourhood being a rare specie, or how the
daughter of their friend’s friend eloped with a guy , only to return 2 year
later with a little kid, cute enough to please her parents’ bad temper. The
axiom is that more often you are likely to not get bored for long, if you are
travelling alone in a plane, train or a bus. Even in an auto ride back home, by
God’s grace you’ll be accompanied by people who have pledged to keep you awake
on the way. Heavenly souls. And if not that, you yourself may enjoy conversing
with the autowallahs, and may be get an insight into their plight. It’s
largely believed that sometimes talking to a stranger does wonders.
