Desi Manifesto Blog: The Forum for South Asian American Men

The other day, my buddy Bala224 (whom you all know by now) sent me an interesting advice column called ‘Dear Prudence’ on Slate.com. In it, Prudie did not live up to her namesake, advising the conflicted young Indian male ‘Curry and French Fries’ to stand up to his parents, who had been ice cold towards the idea of his white girlfriend.Despite her picture frightening me (she looks like a woman who stared at me in horror in West Virginia when I stopped for gas on my way through), I applaud her response. The title of our post, which actually was the title of her post, was a good sign that her advice might be worthwhile. You’ll see she advocates that ‘Curry’ stand up to his parents to support the woman he loves, whether they like it or not.

Bala224 and I dished out our advice on the matter as well, in our typically offensive (but somewhat enlightening) fashion.

Spoiler alert: lots of references to people being genitals, needing genitals, etc.

I mean, here we are, starving for brown women, and these cats back in the motherland are getting paid to lay them. At least someone’s paying the rent. And looking at these genetic jackhammers in the photo, the average (or even kind of below average) desi man would decry his exclusion from this “has sex with Indian women–more than once–while earning the rupees” club.

But, put your dandiya down, step back, and ponder. As funny as this looks, it could signal a change in India’s culture and future.

As it’s a new year (well, not if you follow the Hindu Calendar), I figured it would be appropriate to draw up some resolutions for myself and desi fellows in general… Much like the electric rickshaw to the right, it’s all about modifying what works and dropping those things that pollute you. Or something more clever than that.

I resolve…

And that’s why, Parul said, Sonny should forget about Indian women. She told him to look outside the race. And if he really wanted an Indian girl, he’d have to go for an open-minded one. “The kind,” she said, “who dates white guys.”

He could barely keep down his beer nuts.

But, like most situations, it’s not all brown and white. There are many shades of gray. Just because an Indo girl goes white, does it mean she’s a sellout? Well, I’ve met Indian girls who have said, “I don’t date Indian guys,” or “Indian guys just can’t be hot.” Net worth = 0. But there are some who have dated white guys and also Indian guys, and are open to both. Is that a different situation? Absolutely. Still infuriating? Depends how hot she is.

And multiple drinks and smokes later, Sonny and the other Indian professional found themselves alone and face-to-face. Sonny, not exactly inhibited, but not an aggressive playcaller to begin with, allowed her to make the first move. Which she eventually did with the axiom, “It’s true what they say, it takes Indian boys forever to make the first move.” Taking that as a subtle hint, he proceeded to make out with her…