Rishi Ram Paudyal

A language has internal variation. In other words, a language can have layers of varieties. The language spoken in my village in Jhaurikuna of Parbat district is somewhat different from the language spoken in the village of my brother-in-law in Beteni of Syangja district. There may be difference in use of words and intonation. For example, we say 'bããdar' to refer to a monkey, but in Beteni, they casually say 'laakhu' though they clearly understand that 'bããdar' means monkey and they may also use this word sometimes. But for them, at least to the old generation, 'laakhu' seems to me more natural and local.
On the other hand, I now understand and would understand in my childhood when I visited Beteni that 'laakhu' means monkey but for me, saying 'bããdar' is much more natural than saying 'laakhu'. Likewise, in Naudanda of Syangja, some people tend to say 'upati-paapati kei chhaina' to mean 'no progress has been made or no worthwhile work has been done' whereas in Jhaurikuna, we more tend to say 'upati-supati kei chhaina' to mean the same. In the way, when my brother-in-law and I speak, there is a difference in intonation as well.
Language can have strong effect on us. It may affect our attitudes. It may build or destroy trust. It can connect or disconnect us. We can be assured because of the language or we can be doubtful. It's all because language is complex and another language is more complex to understand than the language we speak. I would like to present here my dental case.
Recently, I had an appointment with a doctor in a hospital. I didn't have any serious dental issues but I wanted to make sure that my teeth were alright. In my first visit, one doctor had recommended filling one upper tooth. So now I was only expecting my tooth to be filled. However, it so happened that the doctor couldn't speak Nepali much and that I couldn't speak Hindi so much.
On top of that, the female doctor was soft spoken. Without asking or knowing my teeth history, she straight away started drilling my tooth. I felt a piece fallen in my mouth. It was a small piece of silver which had been filled in the tooth previously. I told her that I didn't have any problem with the tooth. She said it was infected and I asked her back how she knew that. She lightly hit the tooth with a metal tool and asked me if it hurt and I replied it didn't. Then she said, “So you want just to fill the tooth?” And I replied, 'yes'. Then she filled the tooth and gave me something to bite and keep it there for about 15 minutes.
With that thing in my mouth, I walked toward a vegetable market in Lagankhel. After the time was over, I threw away the stuff but found that the filled tooth was too long and so I went back to the hospital. The doctor had gone for tea, and upon my request, I had another doctor who could understand my language and I also could understand his. She treated the tooth well and made it normal. Due to language barriers, I almost had my tooth drilled much deeper only to worsen the case.