It is not only Shakespeare and big words. It is learning to hear the silence between the lines in our own stories. My professor asked us to read a story about a village market, and I could smell the *masala* and hear the haggling—it felt like home in Gangtok. So for me, it is not foreign; it is finding my own *chiyako kagat* pressed inside those English pages.
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