A conversation at the Venkateshwara temple... between a middle-aged Rajasthani couple and the temple priest, after the pooja is over and when most people begin to leave.
Couple(with folded hands): Namaste swamiji... hum chalte hain.
Priest(folds his hands too, smiling warmly): Namaskaara. Naale banni.
GL's closeby and knows that the priest does not understand a hint of Hindi. Wonders if she should volunteer to translate between the conversing parties.
The couple somehow realise their swamiji hasn't understood them.
Couple(motioning with their hand): Nahin nahin swamiji. Hum gaon jaa rahein hain.
Their (en)acting out is perfect. Swamiji's eyebrows shoot up in understanding.
Priest(motions back with his hands): Ohh... oorige horatra? Matte yaavaga barodu?
Couple(enacting the talk once more): Pata nahin swamiji. Jab Venkateshwara-ji bulaenge...
And touch the priest's feet together.
Priest(blessing them with both hands) Hogbittu banni. Devru valledu maadli.
Another round of heart-warming 'namaste' and the folks go their respective ways.
..... and GL thought they needed a translator?!!!