Language was just difference. A thousand different ways of seeing, of moving through the world. No; a thousand worlds within one. And translation – a necessary endeavour, however futile, to move between them.
The futility of it all - the whole book, at every turn was futile even till the end. The end is still being played out in 2025 (obviously more than just language but everything that comes with a variation of language - culture, location, class, all that).
