Hindi is my mother tongue. Even though I do not get to use it as often, it's still a part of me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I think in my mother tongue. That's Hindi.
I speak Hindi fluently because my mother speaks only in Hindi and Urdu.
My Hindi is OK. I think I am better with Tamil. I remember the Tamil words.
I can speak a little bit of Hindi but understand every word.
If I have to do something, I feel I should do it perfectly, and ofcourse, Hindi language is a problem.
I have stayed in south India all my life. English comes more naturally to me than Hindi.
Hindi is far easier a language to pick up than Tamil.
I had to struggle with the language. I can understand Hindi now, but I still can't communicate. And things get lost in translation; I feel rejected all the time.
I grew up, as many Indians do, in an archipelago of tongues. My maternal grandfather, who was a surgeon in the city of Madras, was fluent in at least four languages and used each of them daily.
Because my parents are Indian, everybody speaks Hindi to me, and I have no idea what they are saying.