anticipatory welcome to wumbawoman
On the road, racing back into town, and there's a license plate that catches my eye. OM DEVI, it says, and the car its attached to swerves in and out of traffic, sending the mala on the rear view mirror flying.
"Some obnoxious Indian undergrad" I think to myself.
Finally we're back in Charlottesville and I pull up next to Mr. Speedy. Its an old white dude, all dress in white and looking very impatient. Oh man did I laugh.
"Some obnoxious Indian undergrad" I think to myself.
Finally we're back in Charlottesville and I pull up next to Mr. Speedy. Its an old white dude, all dress in white and looking very impatient. Oh man did I laugh.