The
language matters
His frantic owner wondered how he could recover the amount that he had
spent on buying the elephant. He hit upon the diabolical idea of conducting a
public execution. Raja was to be executed and all those who wanted to watch the
spectacle could do so for a fee. A huge crowd watched in breathless
anticipation as three men prepared to end Raja’s life with their high powered
rifles. Before the final count could be given, a man stepped forth from the
crowd and requested that he be given a chance to bring Raja around. The owner
argued that Raja had been given enough of chances and had to be destroyed
before he killed someone.
The man stood firm and once again asked for just two minutes in a cage.
He was reluctantly given permission since by then the crowd too was rooting for
Raja. The man entered the cage of the bellowing angry elephant and began to
speak to Raja in a strange tongue. The elephant seemed to immediately become
quieter and started whining and trembling.
He then gently picked up the man, put him on his back and walked around
the enclosure with him. Everyone burst into applause. The man explained to the
owner, that the Indian was an Indian one and understood only one language. He
suggested that the owner found someone in London who could occasionally come
and talk to the elephant in his language and he would have a complacent,
contented elephant. The owner later realized that the person who had wrought
the miracle was Rudyard Kipling.
A mother tongue is the sweetest of
all. A person may go around the world, speak different languages but hearing
someone speaking his mother tongue is like listening to some sweet music for
him.