As if the universe cast these lines in the same mould- religion and region (You're Muslim? But I thought you were Bengali?), country and culture (We don't do that in this country), name and location (Tess? I wouldn't have thought you were Indian!), language and identity (You don't speak your mother tongue?)
As if self-realisation were not difficult enough, that it must be compounded with these confused, imaginary boundaries of geography and religion.
