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I realised how bad my English Language has been eversince I've not been in touch with the formal way of speaking it. Most of the times, its quite normal to speak in perfect Singlish or the Malay-Eng intertwined language. However, it does not really bring much benefit in some sense. It was also proven that the rare use of a language would be forgotten if not practiced. Which is true. It reflects on how little I actually remember on how to converse in French or Arabic. Perhaps, nearing to a zero? And I wonder how a linguist could cope professionally speaking different tougues. Imagine you can speak Urdu, Jap, Espanyol, German etcetra. Would'nt that be kewl.

Speaking of speaking...I've got a good article to share which is about speaking well of others.

When people speak well of others, those good words reflect back on themselves, and in the end they are praising and applauding their own essence. Those who cultivate the habit of speaking well of others are like gardeners who plant flowers and aromatic herbs around their houses—wherever they look out they see a beautiful display and are always in Paradise.

Whenever we speak well of another, that person becomes our friend. When we remember them, we remember a friend, and thinking of a friend is like being near flowers and aromatic herbs. It is refreshment and repose. But when we speak ill of others, those people become repulsive in our eyes. When we think of them or their image even enters our thoughts, it is the same as snakes or scorpions, thorns or thistles appearing beforeus.

Since you can have flowers, aromatic herbs and the meadows of Iram, why do you choose to walk among the brambles and thorns? Think well of everyone so that you always dwell amongst the fields and meadows. Once you become the enemy of everyone, the images of your foes surround you day and night like scorpions and snakes.

This is why the saints have love for all people and think well of whomever they meet—not for the sake of others, but solely for themselves. Since, in this world no one can escape talking about other people or encountering their images, the saints struggle to hold everything in their mind and memory in an amiable and positive light, so that hateful images will not block their way.
-Maulana Jalalluddin Rumi, The Discourses of Rumi(Fihi Ma Fihi), A. J. Arberry

Let's cultivate this.