Your Urdu is fluent but frozen
You can talk family, food and feelings. But ideas, opinions, the adult world? There the words run out.
You speak your parents' Urdu, not today's
Your Urdu froze the year your family left. Modern Pakistan speaks, jokes and writes in ways you half-recognise.
You hear the words but miss the soul
A ghazal, a qawwali, a line your grandfather loved. You catch the meaning but not the depth underneath.
You're scared of being the last link
Your kids answer in English. You feel the language thinning with each generation. You don't want it to end with you.