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TIFU by faking an Indian accent for 3 years

I've been debating making this post for a while now. It's late for me as I write this and I've got nothing better to do anyways, so here goes.

I am of Indian ethnicity. I didn't grow up in India, but have been living here since 2017, and plan on living here for the next few years as well.

I started university here, and thought it would be funny if I did an Indian accent for a semester and reverted back to the way I speak normally in the second semester as if nothing had happened*. Unfortunately, when the second semester started, I was initially sick for the first few weeks, and stayed inside without interacting with many people.

And then the world went into lockdown and we got sent home, where I have been finishing university.

Over the past couple years I really haven't had to interact with people from my university much, faking an indian accent for a few moments when I had to speak in classes or for a couple hours whilst calling friends was no problem.

And here's where the fuck up starts. I met two of my closest friends in college. We've all been through a lot together, and I'm moving in with one of them later this year. I'm genuinely scared about how me telling him will be received- because faking an accent for a few hours is easy. Faking it 24/7 is not. I genuinely don't know what to tell my friends lol.

I've also fucked up because I was planning on leaving India by 2025, which I'm still on for. Unfortunately, the field I'm going to work in is a lot smaller than I had realized. Even globally, everyone knows someone who knows you. So I'll deal with that problem when it comes up.

Plan your pranks wisely, people.

*I speak a couple Indian languages (we have 22 official languages excluding dialects and smaller regional ones), and usually speak hindi with people, so working the pronounciation into the way I speak English wasn't a problem for me. When I mentioned to people that I grew up outside India they were genuinely surprised that I sounded like a native hindi speaker

TL;DR: thought faking an Indian accent in India would be funny for a semester in college. Ended up being way longer than that. Dug myself into a hole I'm too awkward to get out of now.

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