Words are Curious Creatures – Example One
One fine day, when you thought you had all clarity, you took yourself to the verge of a major decision – say about love. As chance would have it (though it could have had it any other way and it would be equally justifiable), you were going through the dictionary looking for the meaning of ’louping ill’… and you stumbled upon ‘love’.
You know the word, or so you think. So many times you have fallen in it and for it and over it and around it and somehow emerged out of it, and you think you know, but you would want to check what Encarta has to say. And all of a sudden, an eternal ideal you have been living for, is reduced to a ‘transitive and intransitive verb feeling tender affection or liking or romantic or sexual desire for someone or something’.
You had been living for a love straight out of ‘ Love in the Times of Cholera’. And here it is, with no temporal connotations. Trying to live a value, you have been. Eh! So much for values.
And one could go on and on – word after word.
Words are curious creatures – for all one knows. Does one ever know!
