Chapter 1:
-Mumbai 2008-
(Speaking Hindi translated into English.)
'Karan, why don't you get married?'
I was reading my favorite book, Bram Stokers ''Dracula'' when she said that. So what if i am 23, graduated, not employed yet and living with my mom? So what?I don't need woman, woman need ME.
'What? Mom, why the sudden interest in marriage?' I asked, shutting my book.
'Really, Karan? You are 23-'
'No job, living with my mom and reading ''Dracula''' I mimicked.
'Karan, shut your mouth. Please get married. I went on 'Marriage.com' and looked at some girls. I printed their pictures out. Please look at them.' mom said, giving me the pictures.
Ew, what women! One was covered in pimples, another was fat, another was so old! Ooh, nice lookin- eww! Its a MAN DRESSED AS A WOMAN! YUCCK!
'MOM! Please these girls are YUCK! I am going for a walk!' i said, taking my jacket and book.
'Karan!' mom said, her voice tracing behind me.
I went outside to the busy Mumbai streets, breathing in that Mumbai air. It's wonderful to live in India, for Americans and Indians. Its lovely to be here. The food is old fashioned, yummy and Yummy!
I went to the 'Mahatma Gandhi' park to read my book. I was also looking at the people also. There were little babies running around everywhere, their mothers running after them. It reminds me when mom used to bring me to the beaches in Goa. It was a lot of fun going to the deep end and pretending to drown.
It was fun.
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