I had this discussion with my mom about the language we think in. I happened to mention to her that for me, it's either English, or just picture-thoughts.
And she feels that for being a Mallu or a Tam (actually a bit of both, but not completely any one of those), I am not doing justice to my mother tongue, ‘Malayalam’ – which I think is one of the most beautiful and difficult languages. But my mom thinks that I am cheating on Malayalam :)
Times change. People change. Thought-language changes.
Love for mother-tongue remains the same.
Some of my fav books are in Mallu and I still read Bobanum Moliyum religiously. And not to mention that some of the best PJs I’ve ever heard are in Mallu.
Anju, remember the ‘Pull’ one and the ‘Danthasupathri’?
Btw, What language do you think in? Or never even thought about it?