Mind your language

I do not know whether it is just me, being the fussy, good at finding others' fault type of a person or is it universal to get annoyed when you are the third person and the only other two persons in the room start talking to each other in an incomprehensible language.
Being the sensitive person that I am (blame it on horoscope -Cancer) and one with inferiority complex (blame it on strict upbringing and humble beginnings in early life), and maybe grandiose feel of being the centre of attraction, I sometimes think that they are secretly having a laugh at my expense, cursing or ridiculing me in sly! (Something like: "Hey, see that short ugly guy. His fly is undone and he is wearing red polka dot undies!" Not that I have one.
Maybe my body may be enjoying the benefits of capitalism but my soul is socialistic deep inside. Empathy and considering the plight of another is the crux of difference between these two ideologies. Capitalism is the pinnacle of selfishness and oneness where the rest of the world does not matter. Forget all this; it is only courteous when you are in the company of others.
More than 15 years ago, a Caucasian lady and her family from Belgium were ushered into the family by way of matrimony. I have to be specific here. Globalization has changed the landscape of many countries. Hence, you do not expect someone looking like Thierry Henry, William Gallas or Zinedine Zidane to qualify as a Frenchman some 50 years ago but now it is politically incorrect to expect a European to be of pure Aryan stock that the Third Reich dreamt of.

Leuven, Belgium

So a Belgium girl from the farm got hitched to a dhal eating Malaysian of Indian descent who speaks neither speaks Flemish, Dutch, French or German. The first thought that went through the bride's family mind was the communication hurdle that they had to overcome. In fact, there are still some of the older relatives shy away from visiting their now Malaysian PR status-ed young Belgian meisje in Maleisië because of the language barrier. The rest of them have them actually enrolled in English classes and are now able rattle away and laugh to jokes in English! One apparent observation that can be noted is that, in our presence they speak English amongst themselves! Now, that is cultured behaviour!
Here, in Malaysia, with increasing globalisation and increasing spectrum of people with variable level of intelligence and culture, we are all used to people (even own citizens) talking with whatever dialect they choose to at any time they wish. But life goes on ....