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Comedy of Errors, Blame and Expectations - Long Overdue LBC Post

Life has been so hectic that weeks are hurtling by like a truck falling over the side of a cliff.  Lots of stuff going on, plenty of projects to keep me busy and a family to take priority over all of that.  The next person who asks me what I do all day is going to hear it from me!

The first post I missed out on was A Comedy of Errors, a title which I contributed.  Now as for a comedy of errors - it's the title of a play by Shakespeare, not one of the Bard's plays that I am too familiar with, unfortunately.  I'm sure I'll get around to studying it one day.  But I have to say I identify wholly with the title.  Life is a comedy of errors and misunderstandings for me at the best of times.  Ever since I married out of my culture and went to live in a foreign country where the main language is not English, misunderstandings have become a way of life for me.  I don't know what it is anymore to live without them.  Recently, some visitors to our family were regaled with the impressive story of one of the hilarious mistakes I allegedly made when I was newly arrived in India. As the visitors roared with laughter, I was not at all amused.  Even as a newbie in India, I know I was very aware of the culture and the ways in Indian society.  I did a bit of investigation about how the misunderstanding arose and it appears to have come out of a remark made by one of the smaller kids in the house at the time of my wedding.  That child's misunderstanding has given rise to a totally untrue story which is now, apparently, part of the family lore.  Well, I wonder, if this story is such a part of the family lore, why haven't I heard it before?  Have people been laughing at me behind my back for the past twenty years, I wonder?  If so, then the joke is on them.

Now as to blame, another LBC topic(contributed by Maxi and Rummuser) whose post I missed out on....if what I've been told is true and some small child thought they saw me making a mistake and told everyone, well I wouldn't blame the child, no, not at all.  I do, however, feel that the adults who laughed at the child's story and didn't bother asking me for clarification about it are responsible for letting this silly and untrue story get around.  Why is it that people find it easy to laugh at and ridicule those who are different?  If that had happened to an Indian woman living in an Irish situation, I believe it would be construed as racism.

This weeks topic is expectations (contributed by Rummuser). Well, I never had high expectations of what was going to happen to me in my life so I can never say I've been disappointed.  In fact, life is often wonderful beyond expectations.  I just believe that we make our own lives.  If we expect a good and happy result, we'll get it.  And of course the reverse is also true.


The Loose Blogging Consortium, a small group of bloggers including RummuserThe Old FossilMaxi,, Shackman and Ashok, have been blogging along together for several years now, traditionally on Fridays.  With my hectic life, I often don't make it by Friday, but I try to blog along nevertheless.  I thank the group for the continued inspiration to blog when I otherwise wouldn't have done so.  I thank freedigitalphotos.net (photographer David Castillo Dominici) for the above image, 'Work Stress'


Comments

  1. I've come across this kind of thing before, often in a work situation. I suspect that such stories are long running and keep getting reattributed. Next time you hear it, it'll be set somewhere else and have a different set of characters.

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  2. That is the cleverest piece of writing linking three topics in one post that I have ever come across. My compliments on that remarkable achievement.

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  3. YOU are delightful. And because you are delightful your relatives like being lighthearted in regards to you. You needn't get serious about the child's story. They love you all the more for it.
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    I think I'm not going to be able to prove I'm not a robot. The text is too dark for me to read. :(

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  4. P.S. I probably got that wrong. I don't know what the little whipper-snapper said. However. You're the ***BEST***.

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  5. Love your post, Maria. Especially the paragraph about blame. Couldn't agree with you more.

    Your pain is there between every line. And you have every right to feel hurt.

    It is rude and inconsiderate to get a laugh at the expense of another.

    Big Hugs n blessings ~ maxi

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