The impatient desi...

.. He's (yes I'm SEXIST) impatient... he's fidgety... he's there at baggage claim with his head sticking out.. so that everyone after him has to do the same to see if their luggage is on its way...

He's in the queue... any queue.. head bobbing up and down... trying to count the number of people in front of him...


He's in the car.. HONKING at you.. if you take 3 seconds more to turn out of the parking lot.. he's ready to pull his window down, stick his thumb out and ARGUE with you... (If he's in such a hurry.. why doesn't he mind wasting time to fight with you ??!!)

And no.. I'm NOT talking abt Bangalore here.. I'm talking abt good 'ol Silicon Valley... eeyup they're here.. and they're here to stay !!

They're unlikely to display their temper in front of an American... but if yer a desi and you get in their way.. don be suprised if the honk their horns.. wave their fists at you and frown with all their might and exclaim... "IMMIGRANTS" !!

Sigh....

Nahi rakhti dil mein kuch,
Rakhti hoon zubaan par,
samjhe na apne bhi kabhi.
Kah nahi sakti main kya,
sahti hoon chupa kar,
Ek aesi aadat hai meri.
Sabhi to hain jinse milti hoon,
Sahi jo hai inse kahti hoon,
Jo samajhti hoon.

Lucky Ali knows what I mean...