“Toopina dina kammi, aatina dina jaasti.”
My grandma used to say this. My ma does — now. Translated from Tulu, it practically means: The days I had outnumber the days left in me. A popular saying among elders, the line reflects on the ultimate truth (death) as well as the ultimate gift (time).
Isn’t it amazing that the so-called vernacular languages can be so deep without having to carry the pretense of intellectualism?