The Room Where No One Is Watching
You are a different person at work. You are a different person at a dinner party, at a wedding, at your in-laws' house. You code-switch, soften edges, choose words. But at 7 a.m. in your kitchen, when the kaamwali is twenty minutes late and you have a meeting at nine, you are exactly who you are. There is no audience. No social consequence. The only person watching is someone who cannot afford to say anything back. That is precisely why it counts.
