Un-tounge twisters!

Mr. Shashi Tharoor, an Indian parliamentarian famous for his overwhelming vocabulary and mastery of the English language, may have (as there is no way I can confirm) posted the following tribute to the letter "T". 

It is a clever ballad of the "Tongue" and I got it while it was doing its rounds in WhatsApp groups. So here it is:

A tribute to the letter "T"                

The tongue’s terrible tendency to tell tall tales totally tarnishes traditional transcommunication theories. The tempestuous tirades traceable to the tongue testify to the traumatic tactics of this tiny tab of tissue. Thousands that take the time to think, try to tame the tumultuous torrent of the too talkative tongue. Temporarily, the tide turns. Towering tempers turn to tenderness. Then, tragically, the trend tapers. The tongue trips, teeters, then takes a tumble; the temptation to trifling twaddle triumphs.

Take time to tabulate this timeless truth: to train the tongue takes the tremendous talent of trust. Theology teaches that trust thrives through toil. Therefore, throttle the testy tongue! Terminate the trivial topics that tinge the tenor of talk! Trim the trashy, tasteless terms that transgress traditions of truth! Trounce the trite themes that today to thoughtless tattling!

Theoretically, the tantalizing target of a true, tactful, temperate tongue torments and teases those that tackle the task. To tell the truth, thrilling triumph throngs the tracks of the tough, tenacious thwarter of tawdry talk !!!!!

Tharoor, Shashi

Now why did I post this in this blog?

Because of a superb example to the contrary of the talkative tantalizing tongue.

Many years ago I visited the "One Tree Restaurant" in Durbar Marg, Kathmandu, which was owned by Sam, my father's childhood friend. More than the food, ambiance, or location of the restaurant, what struck us were the employees; waiters, cooks et al, who would not talk. Or rather, could not. They were all verbally challenged. Yet, their silence was superbly complemented by their stellar service. 

The post by Mr Tharoor reminded me of this visit, and I felt compelled to write this post. Mr. Sam, or Shyam, my father's friend is no more, yet his will to do his bit for those verbally challenged, left behind me an indelible mark and memory!

Here is the You-Tube video of the restaurant: