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10/19/2004 

I think the world is going crazy. I totally endorse Bernie Mac's view when said "You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the three most powerful men in America are named 'Bush', 'Dick', and 'Colon." More proof is this new website which lists all the marriage halls in Chennai. A friend of mine who is tying the knot in the next couple of weeks, forwarded it to me and I am gasping in awe at the pace at which technology is taking us. I need to take an exit and drink some coffee.

You would have read numerous emails about how Indians are the real brain behind America. Indians represent 21% of Microsoft, 5% of Intel, 72% of 711, 89% of Subway and 96% of Chicago Cab Drivers Association. I never gave my attention to these false propaganda but I know India is slowly eating away at America when I see people telling me that they did "gollu-hopping" on the weekends. I know folks do bar hopping, casino hopping even frequency hopping but gollu hopping is truly unheard. Have you been to the gollus, where innocent little girls are made scapegoats to the wishes of the oldies who want to listen to some Carnatic music and also try gauge the cultural upbringing of the little girl by the finesse with which she delivers the music. The girls go to house after house and sing the same song like a broken tape recorder. Worse is the plight of the guys especially the youngest one in the family. When folks come home and his mom is not there, he has to entertain the guests with some music of his own and offer them freebies like "sundal" instead of watching Pamela Anderson in the cozy confines of his bedroom. But it is always nice to have some pretty women visiting your house and you can always get some munchies like sundal after your mom returns from long gollu hopping sessions.