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National language, or not ?

Hindi is the official national language of India. It's amazing to see how each state has its own local dialect and still we remain bonded as one country. This truly reflects Unity in Diversity. It's funny though; I went to CBSE (Central Board of Secondary Education) board and learnt Hindi as my second language elective, and Sanskrit as my third elective. I did not learn to write Tamil, my mothertongue. Mom taught it to me at home.

This Hindi taught at school is very literary, that is, we learnt vyakaran (grammer), wrote hindi essays, read poems, read dohas etc. It was 'bookish', if you know what I'm saying, not the Bollywood way.

I've been in peculiar situations here in the US where we are in a group and hindi friends just talk to each other in Hindi, and presume everyone is comfortable. Really ? No. I have a very empathetic personality and I always put myself in others shoes before judging or talking. I think about how it will affect the person. That's just how I am.I wish others were empathetic as well. It would save the world so much trouble.
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