Who I Am…
I was born in Canada. I’ve always lived in Canada. But if you ask my Indian parents, I am not that Canadian at all. Makes sense, since for twenty-something years they’ve been trying to create a village (from right inside our Southern Ontario home).
For as long as I can remember, they’ve draped me in embroidered silks, spiced up anything edible (including my beloved pizza), and most important of all, they’ve kept me away from boys.
All that was missing was a mud-brick bedroom and a burlap cot.
In the end…did they even pull it off? Am I a “Bollywood-Dancing Curry Connoisseur”?
Hardly.
Truth is, something went wrong in my parents’ little plan, so wrong in fact, that I don’t even fit into any place at all.
So what the heck happened?
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Give me a minute while I try to sort it out, with replays of memories old and new…
[...] You can see for yourself what’s it all about, but let’s just say that if you didn’t know me then, you will definitely know me now… [...]
If you live in Canada you must be canadian. Of course, without desconsidering your parents, their country or their traditions. But to live in Canada as an indian is out of hand: it would means to be no-country habitant.
the lack of affiliation of the children of italian immigrants drived them to constitute the most dangerous and deathful gangs, and the same is today with the chineese.
you are lucky to live in canada, a very civilized and peacefull country. think how it would be in america.
best regards,
dan, romania
So, why did your parent leave India?
Romi, I like your new site and have added it to my reader. I’m excited to see what you have going on here! Thank you for all of your friendship and support – this is a whole new side of you and I look forward to finding out more! That would be so hard if your parents have such expectations on you… I’m sure you love them and don’t want to disappoint but – - it’s your life, and you gotta live it and be happy, right? But, you sure are caught between a rock and a hard place with this. I’ll pray that they will accept your decisions and learn to embrace them… ‘cuz you are an amazing girl whether you are Indian or Canadian… or whatever…. AMAZING!
Woooooo ! Look at that hotttnessss !
I see your hotness and raise you a sexy-licious! Let’s hope that 2009 marks the end of your parents quest to have you married… who am I kidding, that’s just their thing, right? Love ya, Romi!
Hey Romi,
It is I, Sexual T-rex, back blogging for the 89th time. Just wanted you to know I’m still following along with your blog.
And because I’m not too proud to beg, a link to the new blog(s) would be sweet.
http://mysongaday.wordpress.com
hallo old plum ! i am reading your new blog all the time even though i am not leaving a comment yet :/
Check out my blog Only Mumbai if you are interested in history of Mumbai intertwined with its people, crime, Bollywood, food.
see I fall out of the blog world for just a few months and you have a new place. See what I miss…
Dear Romi,
I decided to treat myself tonight, so I made some popcorn and read all the articles/entries in your new blog. As a fan of “Year of the Chick,” I am not a bit disappointed in your new blog.
You are a talented and witty writer with an interesting point-of-view; but I suppose you know all that. I particularly enjoyed “Little India: The Textile Shops… .” I have experience in India and with Indian immigrants, and I have a fondness for Indian culture — more curry, please, and a few samosas. Also I have been adopted into an Indian family. From my perspective, you ring true, and funny also. Keep it up.
Any chance that you would be interested in a 61 year old man from small-town Kansas who is fat and not rich,though not balding either, and who would adore you? Should I have my Indian elder brother contact your father?
danmihalache: well gee, thank you for the very serious assessment! I can only offer you the assurance that my blog is written in humourous tones, and I grew up as the furthest thing to a potential gang-member-in-training that you could ever imagine!
David: my dad left India for better opportunities I suppose, and my mom left years later ’cause she was newly married to my dad, who had returned from the motherland to meet her, nod his head, marry her, and bring her back, hahaha
JavaQueen: I completely echo the appreciation of YOUR friendship and support, you are a such a sweet peach!
And as a “world citizen” (as I like to refer to myself..but with obvious appreciation for being Canadian of course), I too hope that whatever decisions I make in this “world” will be fully supported by the parentals…to be determined
Red: thanks, and you’re not exactly bad yourself miss RED-HOT!
Duffboy: hahaha…that is SO my parents thing, if they didn’t have marriages to arrange they’d have nothing to do with their day!
douglas4582: welcome back and it’s nice to know I’m still being followed (ooh, creepy)…are you actually gonna stick around this time?
mittins: did you just call me an OLD plum!???!!? Just kidding, I love being called a plum by my life coach, and I am ever-so flattered that you still read it, thank you!
mumbaikar: that sounds like a very interesting link, thanks for that.
cowgalutah: this is why you must NEVER stop blogging…NEVVVAAAHHHHHHH…
Paul Hoag: You’ve been adopted into an Indian family?! That’s so cool that you have a loving family who can give you samosas
PS: thank you for such kind words with regards to the writing, it is not deserved but I am truly humbled. And I’ll get back to you on your elder brother getting in touch with my dad, haha
You have what i like to call “sex eyes” lol, but you are very pretty and the green looks really good on you. Sounds like you went through something called CAD, well except that doesn’t make sense for you, bc you’re canadian, someone called me a CAD recently,and after my initial, “you’re a COCK” they told me it meant confused american desi. So i guess you’d be CCD.
Hi Romi,
Your blog is funnier than your tNBW story (which I really like as you know). But the humour really shines through more with the blog. Possibly because it’s not being filtered (if you see what I mean) by being turned into fiction.
I just wanted to follow up your comment about looking for more of my stuff. It’s not all funny I’m afraid… and my sole other attempt at humour nearly wrecked the forums (Innocent Pleasure).
I’m looking forward to seeing more of your writing and am intruiged by how much of the log might make it into the story
Venator.
you have a great blog here. mind if we exchange link? im sure people in the philippines will surely love your blog when they discover it, the way i did. keep blogging
VISITING YOUR BLOG FIRST TIME . YOU SEEM TO FEEL THAT YOU ARE NETHER HERE NOR THERE.
India Taj Mahal
Hi!
So glad to have found you! Your intro reminded me a little about the story of the “Hindi Bindi Club”. Have you read the book?
I look forward to reading your blog!
Sas
Quite interesting….
You have a beautiful nose; I love the long Greek nose. I even have a post on that on my blog. Subscribing to your feeds. See you later.
Daroool . . .