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The Nepali Bride
Looks like my friendly neighborhood Nepali grocery store owners have a sweet spot for me. They have already circled me as a prospective groom for the unwed nubile women in their community. I am far from being a handsome George Clooney but I had my share of ‘come hither’ looks and quick glances from all [...]
Closure and openings
Now that the “i’m-such-a-coy-prude-Turkish-attention-whore” episode is over, I’ll continue with what is turning out to be a pregnant academic year full of hope and awesomeness. London in early summer, then followed up by a peaceful and productive time with the family back home interspersed with (hopefully) mocking the hell out of the unreconstructed Marxists and [...]
Googly eyes
Needs to be stopped. I’m told I’m the bigger culprit but it goes both ways. Which is a relief. If I had a dollar for the phrase “start dating that girl already” I’ve heard from the gang over the past month, I would be a rich man by now. I feel like I’m back in [...]
The curtain falls
Just like that. Even before I crossed the Atlantic for the first time I knew it would happen like this. Right down to the time and the way of delivery. Premonition, or vision, I can’t tell the difference. One thing I know that you will be missed very very very very badly the next time [...]
Seriously?
How can you even play coy, far less refuse to come to on an epic trip like that? D just cracks me up. Things have changed. We have a clearer picture of who’s coming and who’s not. The magic number is 7. We already have Abhi, Brandon, Jale, Trice and me, of course. Harrison may [...]
