Gay-Hindu invite looks like this
A regular reader of NRI has a rather interesting post of an invite for a Gay Hindu wedding! Like it, very tasteful and to the new couple – happy days!
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A new chapter in Bushisms?
Ajay Kuntamukkala had joined on September 2, as Special Assistant to Under Secretary Kenneth Juster in the Bureau of Industry and Security (BIS), Dept of Commerce. Wonder how George Bush is going to pronounce his name?
Nu-definASion of cool
Nowadays, Asians – from Krishnan Guru-Murthy on Channel 4 to David Letterman’s beloved Daljit Dhaliwal on CNN – are more likely to be reading the news. And comedy shows such as Goodness Gracious Me and The Kumars At No 42 are so popular that their formats have been bought up by American channels and their writers have moved on to making films for the big screen. [Telegraph UK]
Hicksville is now Hindville
Little India magazine has an interesting little piece on how Hicksville is becoming well Hindville. So what if the article is full of cliches and snappy onelines which uncle and aunties might find amusing.
Indians are reclaiming the town back — the desi ones, this time! Yes, the Indianization of this all American town, situated in the Hempstead Plains, is taking place, one samosa at a time.
Bombay Dreams, now in all white
From my dumb ideas of the year bin – Gora sahib, Andrew lloyd Webber has decided that he needs to recast Bombay Dreams with a white cast in order to make it to Broadway. Oh shit, now a brit with brains smaller than his d**k is going to decide what Americans will find accessible. Yo Andrew, go take a hike for this country is more colorblind (well not truly) than any other place on planet.
Britain’s first all-Asian musical – Bombay Dreams – is to be rewritten with new white characters to make it more “accessible” to American audiences. Lord Lloyd Webber, the producer of the £4.5 million Bollywood extravanganza, believes that the additions to the cast are essential for its transfer to Broadway, where it opens in January.
The characters – two American tourists who explain the mysteries of Bombay life to the audience – have been introduced by
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Dharma in the park
Sixty-five thousand people — students, professionals, hippies and the just plain curious — flocked to New York to hear the Dalai Lama. But did they find anything meaningful beyond a sunny day, a picnic lunch, and a guest appearance by Richard Gere? [Salon]
Dude, don’t know how to walk or what?
Mercury News reports that Indians are getting a disproportionately large number of tickets for Jay Walking in Fremont. Another piece from MSNBC (Thanks Gauava)
Buy NameSake, for GodSake
Jhumpa Lahiri, who became a major icon at NRI is getting rave reviews for her new book, The NameSake. Here is what the New York Times had to say about the book.
Jhumpa Lahiri’s quietly dazzling new novel, “The Namesake,” is that rare thing: an intimate, closely observed family portrait that effortlessly and discreetly unfolds to disclose a capacious social vision.
San Francisco Chronicle, however has a rather confused review though in the end they come through liking the book.
As for Lahiri’s immigration from the subcontinent of short fiction to the novel’s hectic mainland, her crossing could scarcely be smoother. Second books often suffer during this passage, creaking under the strain of leaving both brevity and autobiography behind.
But the best review comes from Oregonion, which has managed to capture the nuances of the book in a 1000-odd words.
This is a novel of observation and attentiveness to detail,
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Bhat a Boom, Bhat a bust!
‘Boom’ fails to grab your attention because the director fails in having a true picture of his film. It looks like Kaizad has imagined some scenes and later he just uses some story tools to bind them together. However, this does not work when you are out to make a film. [Smash Hits]
well this one really sums it up best…
Doc, doctor, docky dear, I know it’s well past midnight but I have an emergency. I can’t sleep, think, eat, drink, laugh, cry, breathe, nothing. I’m brain-dead, bheja-maut. I’ve just returned from Boom. I tell you it was sheer torture, torment, terror-berror in the aisles. I cannot rid myself of the nightmare. Please do something for me doctor, why aren’t you responding?…doc, doc, doc are you there? [Mid-Day]