“ABCD” isn’t just the beginning of the alphabet, it’s also an identity crisis.
You have two names: the correct pronunciation for your Indian family and friends, and the American-ized pronunciation for everyone else.
^ You every time someone turns an Ajay into an "A.J." or an Anamika into an Anna-Meeka.
You get made fun of for your American accent when you go to India...
And you're self-conscious about your parents' Indian accents when your American friends come over.
You have spice-craving Indian taste in a bland American culinary landscape.
Where nobody makes anything as spicy or delicious as your mom does.
