Just a while ago, in an intense talk with a long lost friend, we touched a taken for-granted topic – the fate of gay life. The whole 'gay-lesbian-bi-sexuality' charade is anything but dumb. It is sung like a new song - pretty loud sometimes.
Once I get a taste of something good, I’m no less than an addict...before you let your minds wonder off in weird directions, let me crystallize it -I am talking about the good old American television
As much as we would like to believe that one might stick out with a different ethnicity or the color of the skin in the United States of America, in reality, it’s quite a contradiction.
Each time someone mentions about those stupid sappy soap operas, I literally cringe. I guess partly because I found them outrightly ridiculous and other part saved me the embarrassment from being called a lazy incompetent couch potato.
Right before my ‘big’ move, some people actually looked at me and showed concerned about me going to a place where girls wore skimpy bikinis and people were either black or white.
It was Valentine’s Day last week and I did the most catastrophic mistake of going to the mall. Either I was wearing rose colored glasses or everything was so…Mushy and blinding!
You know, as an Indian, it's been my first instinct to take the important and obvious things for granted. Be it the national holidays that are meant to awaken the patriot in me or my religion and its unreasonable imposing. Funnily, ever since I flew
'Starting from scratch' is definitely not one of my favourite phrases but believe it or not, it used to be a few years ago (Guess I have a sadistic bone in my body).