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broken english

Updated: Feb 18

This is the start of a tragic story.

In a land amidst the high peaks and valleys,

the sound of bells rang through the streets.

Voices arose: speaking in familiar tones.

As the children rose, the tones we could once trace so well even with eyes closed,

began to drown in vowels and jargons

that had travelled from the west and in the centre of civilization,

it had settled upon its nest.

Thus, begins our story.

Our mother tongue began to slip away:

leaving room for the english language to comfortably colonize our history and pave our way.

And so, we narrate this tale in a language that we know

but one that we cannot call our own.

The elders began speaking broken english,

stringing words together to form sentences that they spoke in mixed tones;

While the younger ones, we were told-

we must learn to speak the language for if we don’t,

the rest of the world would forget who we were.

We rushed to master the art of speaking and writing in accents foreign to our home,

Our own home began to slowly fade away as the language our ancestors spoke was moulded from conversation to mere scriptures that we store.

The value of a language somehow became monetary.

The highest value held by the English currency;