living in a city nowdays, any city, means that you hear many different languages on a daily basis. and actually sitting and listening to those languages, listening to someone on the phone, you hear the musicality of the language.
on the train today, listening to a punjabi lady on the telephone, i was struck by how many words and phrases were in english.
is this because there are no words for what she wanted in her own language? one of the words was 'child and family department'. strange to think there'd be no equivalent word for that.
and i can't wait to be back in a country where everyone sounds like me. its just a small daily reminder that i'm a legal alien, a stranger in a strange land.
can't wait to go home. 29 days to go.
