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More than once, my parents have walked in on me leaning as far out of the window as possible. I was not—for the most part—trying to kill myself. Instead, I was carefully trying to listen to arguments that my neighbours were having downstairs.
Sometimes, if I knew the argument would last a while and I was in no danger of being caught eavesdropping, I would open the front door to listen to it properly, without the voices being muffled. But is it really? As a child, I was perhaps rightly? Kanishka Lad, art student and my best friend from school, has a similar passion for eavesdropping, calling it her hobby. So, she casually tells me, she taught herself a little bit of Mandarin in order to understand what they were saying.
Most recently, she overheard two conversations that reminded her that eavesdropping is also a peek into the culture of a place or time period. It stands to reason that if we are forced to listen to people speaking all the time, we at least entertain ourselves with the conversations that our mind registers. Journalist Poulomi Deb remembers two exceptionally interesting conversations she overheard. Her voice kept getting louder and louder until he agreed that they should go get tested.
They left in such a hurry that they almost forgot to pay the bill. Deb recalls loitering around them to hear what they were saying.