I'm learning a new language.
Technically, the language is not new to me.
It is one I should have learnt or at least started learning when I first heard it five years ago.
But back then, Tagalog or Filipino was foreign to me.
It was the language of Manila - that first city outside India where I, newly married and suddenly conscious of being a 'grown-up' was expected to build a home.Every time a stranger addressed me in Tagalog, I missed India - I missed home. 
Every time my husband's friends c...