She's no Ganesh
The tale of a man who travels with his family of 8, 4,00 mile to come to America only to be awoken every morning to the smell of tumeric, and curry. If my wife was Ganesh my life would be better.
All I want is simple bacon or eggs but what do I get. Chicken Vindaloo or Lamb Korma...every morning. I go to work and no one will talk to me. They won't even seat anyone within a two cubicle radius. It is affecting not only my relationships with coworkers, but my bottom line salary. I leave my country to come here and all I hear is India India India. Not a cow not a pig in site at the table. You don't understand the hell that is my life every morning. I sometimes don't even go to sleep for fear I will wake of naseous from the smell of curry.
I say "Woman! Why must you plug the crock pot in at 6:00 AM every morning?" Becuse ten minutes after I shower I already reek of Tikka Masala, or some other stereotypical Indian dish. The amount of Prilosec I go through on a weekly basis would make most people panic. It is an actually budgetary expense for our family. Oh how much easier life would be if I could simply wake up to a bowl of Quaker Oats...how simple...
All I want is simple bacon or eggs but what do I get. Chicken Vindaloo or Lamb Korma...every morning. I go to work and no one will talk to me. They won't even seat anyone within a two cubicle radius. It is affecting not only my relationships with coworkers, but my bottom line salary. I leave my country to come here and all I hear is India India India. Not a cow not a pig in site at the table. You don't understand the hell that is my life every morning. I sometimes don't even go to sleep for fear I will wake of naseous from the smell of curry.
I say "Woman! Why must you plug the crock pot in at 6:00 AM every morning?" Becuse ten minutes after I shower I already reek of Tikka Masala, or some other stereotypical Indian dish. The amount of Prilosec I go through on a weekly basis would make most people panic. It is an actually budgetary expense for our family. Oh how much easier life would be if I could simply wake up to a bowl of Quaker Oats...how simple...