A Street In Coventry

Coventry is not a very popular place, but it has its significance in the fact that it has contributed a little bit towards the automobile culture, and linguistic culture, of the world. Let me explain!

Coventry was Jaguar's home ... and by gawd, the first hi-fi car I would like to buy would be a Jaguar. They are just too ... sexy!

So that takes care of the automobile culture. Now read this ... Coventry is such a sidey place ... such an ignored part of geography, that it's a surprise how it even made it to the map! No really ... there's an English phrase, "Send that to Coventry ..." which is said when you want to completely ignore something. So, if you feel like ignoring someone, just say, "Send him to Coventry!" ... and the message will/should be conveyed! Wonder why I was sent to Coventry :P

The second piece of linguistic contribution was the popular phrase, "Peeping Tom!". Yes, sirs and madams, Lady Godiva belonged to Coventry ... and it was on the streets of Coventry that she pledged to ride naked on a horse as a sign of some protest. While everyone else just bent their heads and not look at her, a young chap called Tom couldn't resist (or was too young to understand the protest etc.), peeped, and exclaimed ... and that's where the phrase, "Peeping Tom" comes from.

Informative, hai na? This picture was again clicked by a simple, 1mp Sony camcorder, gimped a little bit, and pasted here for your dekko. I didn't roam around Coventry a lot (thanks to my MBA schedule) ... but will do when I go there again (Oh yes ... I am going to Euro one day ... and I am going to spend a great deal of time in Coventry ... I am an emotional fool, you see).

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My Current Fav. Number!

(before you read on, listen to this song here ... opens in a new window).

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Idiots Love Idioms!

Play by Ear

When I first heard this phrase (that was yesterday, when I finally downloaded and watched the movie ... oops ... the brilliant Korean movie, "In Mood For Love" ... recommended vehemently by Parle urf Prateek Mehta), I thought that probably a word was missing. Grammatically, it should have been, "Play by the ear", no? I thought may be the subtitles guy had got it wrong ...

A little bit of etymology research revealed that the phrase was first spoken in the Shakespearean era ... and I would rather not talk about the grammatical ways of those times. So, "Play by ear" it is!

The phrase holds a similar meaning to the phrase, "Cross the bridge when it comes" ... as in, act impromptu as per the situation's demands ...

Neat, methinks! Next time someone asks me about my plans regarding whatever, I would probably be blahing, "Hmmm ... no plans ... I'll play by ear ... " ... and then show-off at length about my love for idioms/figures-of-speech ... :P