Watch What You Say
Its amazing how fast the Indian culture has spread. From the cover on Newsweek, to the Chatwal wedding, people are getting more knowledgeable about the Indian culture. This is a good thing and bad thing. Good because when you see people they no longer ask what kind of Indian are you "dot or feather"..Fucking rednecks. Also, Indian names are become more prevalent as when I introduce myself to new people, they sometimes say that they know 2 or 3 other Gauravs.
But like most things in the world, you have to balance the good and bad. In my yoga class, besides hearing people chant "OMMMMMMMMM", my yoga teacher attempts to say some Indian welcome ritual in Hindi. It turns out like the aarti at Hare Krishna temples.. decent but annoying. People then think that the gora way of pronunciation is the right way, etc. I even had to listen to "hare Krishna hare Krishna" chant sung by some David Matthews band. Now I am not saying that this bad, its just annoying.
Or when you order food for the office, 90% of people order Chicken Tikka Masala, as if this is the only dish Indians eat on a day to day basis. Chicken Tikka Masala is pretty unhealthy. The funniest is my coworker who is convinced Saag Chicken is healthy because it is made of spinach. Not bad, just annoying.
The funniest example of this happened Venu, my other roommate, came home and I decided to go running with him on the Embarcadero. Lets just say I ran 3/4 of the way to the Bridge, and Venu essentially "lapped" me. Running with this much weight is hell on my lungs...
Somesh then came home, and soon enough beers were on the table, which led to whiskey. We then head to a new joint in the mission, and 4 drinks later we were all faded. Everything was chill, and we were all spitting game. Then a guy comes in essentially wearing only a thong. All the girls went to him, and I tried to stay on the opposite side of the faggot. Well, I thought he was until I saw grinding 3 girls at once (I did not think this was possible) and then making out with a girl on the floor...if you are lacking game, you all should try this. However, do this only if you live in SF. Any other city, and your ass would get beaten.
Anyhow, we roll outside to have a cig, and this moti rolls up to ask for a stog. I give her a stog, and then Hindi we started calling her moti. Then I started singing "Jiske bibi moti...". Soon after, Somesh, the modern day Kishore Kumar, starts singing and I start dancing to the song. We are all laughing at our ingenuous way of clowning, till the white girl says " Ben chot, I understand Hindi." Fuck me. I was shocked and then embarrassed. The crazy thing is that she did not make a big deal about it - any other race, especially another indian girl or a kalu would have yelled my ear off. unreal - white girls are amazing. I just stood there while she talked to someone else, as there is nothing I could say that could rectify the situation. "umm, i really do not think u are fat. no no, i dont think i can use u as a pillow"
Btw, my streak of chill banking days are over. I am in the office at 11:30 PM after a late night last night, and get the honor of catching a 7:00AM flight, which means I have to wake up at 5:00AM. Fun times. I cant wait for the wknd and watch the Bears and drink. if i get ass that will be icing on the cake, but i am a realist and no longer expect it
But like most things in the world, you have to balance the good and bad. In my yoga class, besides hearing people chant "OMMMMMMMMM", my yoga teacher attempts to say some Indian welcome ritual in Hindi. It turns out like the aarti at Hare Krishna temples.. decent but annoying. People then think that the gora way of pronunciation is the right way, etc. I even had to listen to "hare Krishna hare Krishna" chant sung by some David Matthews band. Now I am not saying that this bad, its just annoying.
Or when you order food for the office, 90% of people order Chicken Tikka Masala, as if this is the only dish Indians eat on a day to day basis. Chicken Tikka Masala is pretty unhealthy. The funniest is my coworker who is convinced Saag Chicken is healthy because it is made of spinach. Not bad, just annoying.
The funniest example of this happened Venu, my other roommate, came home and I decided to go running with him on the Embarcadero. Lets just say I ran 3/4 of the way to the Bridge, and Venu essentially "lapped" me. Running with this much weight is hell on my lungs...
Somesh then came home, and soon enough beers were on the table, which led to whiskey. We then head to a new joint in the mission, and 4 drinks later we were all faded. Everything was chill, and we were all spitting game. Then a guy comes in essentially wearing only a thong. All the girls went to him, and I tried to stay on the opposite side of the faggot. Well, I thought he was until I saw grinding 3 girls at once (I did not think this was possible) and then making out with a girl on the floor...if you are lacking game, you all should try this. However, do this only if you live in SF. Any other city, and your ass would get beaten.
Anyhow, we roll outside to have a cig, and this moti rolls up to ask for a stog. I give her a stog, and then Hindi we started calling her moti. Then I started singing "Jiske bibi moti...". Soon after, Somesh, the modern day Kishore Kumar, starts singing and I start dancing to the song. We are all laughing at our ingenuous way of clowning, till the white girl says " Ben chot, I understand Hindi." Fuck me. I was shocked and then embarrassed. The crazy thing is that she did not make a big deal about it - any other race, especially another indian girl or a kalu would have yelled my ear off. unreal - white girls are amazing. I just stood there while she talked to someone else, as there is nothing I could say that could rectify the situation. "umm, i really do not think u are fat. no no, i dont think i can use u as a pillow"
Btw, my streak of chill banking days are over. I am in the office at 11:30 PM after a late night last night, and get the honor of catching a 7:00AM flight, which means I have to wake up at 5:00AM. Fun times. I cant wait for the wknd and watch the Bears and drink. if i get ass that will be icing on the cake, but i am a realist and no longer expect it
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