Before you read this post, please know that it is supposed to be funny (supposed to be…). Most importantly, this is ‘just for fun’ . It is for me to poke fun at myself and my brethren. Some of the jokes might not make sense to you. Sorry. For explanations please call India. Country code 1-800 and phone number (<this part of the blog was outsourced. They are working on it overnight. We are waiting for a response>)
Please answer the following 5 questions as dishonestly as possible (on a scale of 1-5)
1. Comfort with the idea of an arranged marriage: 5 — There’s a catch! I get the best of both worlds. Just as Amazon recommends books to you, my parents can (they haven’t tried *phew* :-) recommend to me potential “friends” (there is so much pressure that they have to tone down). Hey, why not! I can click for a preview or go back to my wish-list ;-) You should also check out Curry-N-Rice-Girl
2. Love for food with lots of onion, garlic and tomatoes: 5 — Can’t lie. I love Italian food and I was wondering why. It’s the Marinara sauce. Ladies, please note the secret to a brown man’s heart. I just realized, that loving Italian food is not the same as loving Indian food. Yet I gave myself five points. High IQ!
3. Having an outstanding aesthetic sense. Not. 5 –

Tight pants that are just a little too high. White shoes. A pot belly. Sad, but true. I don’t know why it is but it seems that we are not a very aesthetically inspired people. What is it with Bollywood stars wearing cargo pants with Oxford shirts — Oxford shirts tucked in! But, don’t you dare say that I have a poor dressing sense. (I am oh so special and distinct from all other Indians. I am smarter, sharper, and so much better — hmm.. high IQ! There seems to be this Indian tendency of spend a lot of time proving how they are better than all the other Indians)
4. Four questions, five questions…same thing! 5 – Changing rules to suit your agenda. Hilary is not the only one my friends (did she outsource her political strategy team? :-)
Inspired by Russell Peters:
So much as I make fun, I’m proud of my Indianess. But lets keep this post funny and not a ‘Why I’m proud to be Indian?’ story.