before getting interested and becoming fully absorbed in studying English, I used to write my thoughts, criticisms and praises, and sometimes short stories in a weblog which was followed by several friends and some literary critics. Without any sense of self-congradulation, my works were often admired. Apparently, the process was completely in Persian.
Since I have started studying English, everthing in my life inclines toward being English. In other words, I don't pay attention to my native language anymore. As a result, I've discovered something new in myself which doesn't feel so good: I can't write in Persian anymore. Seriously, I can't write a beautiful, impressive sentence in Persian because my mind has got used to line the words up in English. Although it makes me feel so disappointed, I know that's what I should pay for learning English, my burning ambition.
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