Down by Jay Sean

So finally a Desi joined Cash Money Records last year. This song has topped the music charts and I’m happy because Jay Sean is a Desi.

An October Update

It’s been a while since I blogged here. I thought for a second, I paid for this domain name so, I may as well blog on this site. I just wished WordPress.com would actually allow Google AdSense to be displayed on these sites so we can get something for our time writing quality content. Of course I don’t think my writing is worth much without a degree in my field. I currently graduated with a Bachelor of Arts degree from Georgia State University. I majored in History, minored in Chemistry, and I also concentrated on pre-medicine. It’s a lot to take in but I handled it in 4 ½ years but I want to be educated no matter how lazy I may feel at times.

I changed my picture on the top bar. That’s the ideal environment that I want to live in. It’s from a certain forest in Chicago, IL. My hometown is Atlanta, GA; I can’t stand the weather there. Some days it’s hot and the next day it’s freezing. It’s not the fluctuating weather that irritates me, it’s the heat. When the day is hot, then I have to turn on my AC in my car, and that requires consumption of gasoline, and gasoline prices are ridiculous as it is. There are other various reasons but that was just one. It’s almost been a year since I registered my domain name with my name. I can’t believe time flew by that fast. This blog post was not intended to be informative, I just wrote it to expel my thoughts out.

Overwhelming Studies

I never thought I would fall behind on my studies. I’m still working on getting a car. All this walking to the store consumes so much of my studying time. Over here on the island I don’t even feel as if I’m in school instead, I feel I’m on vacation. Everyday it’s the weather is sunny and the ocean is a 15-minute walk from my house. It’s like studying in paradise; however, there’s nothing to do here. All I do is go to school and come back home. Life is simple here, there are no skyscrapers and the tallest buildings top out at 5 floors. However, the negative side to this island is the driving; there are no stop signs or traffic lights.

Living Abroad

I’m currently living abroad in one of the Caribbean islands. So far the experience is nothing new to me. I find the environment a mixture of my hometown of Bangladesh and American suburbs. Over here in the islands it’s about 80 degrees Fahrenheit at least, and it can go up on certain days.

Me and my room mates found a house here, and we’re renting it for a cheaper price than usual. However, we’re really over paying in some sense because the real estate agents charged us excessively so they can gain commission.

President Obama Wishes Ramadan Kareem to All

I was very impressed by listening to his speech. This is truly a great president who notices the significant role of Ramadan in America.

Welcome Ramadan

Ramadan is right around the corner, and all of us Muslims are preparing for it. Here is a nice Urdu song that reminds us of the holy month.

Bolna by Hridoy Khan

This is a soothing song by Hridoy Khan. This song shows that Bangla music is changing as new and new artists are coming to the main stream music industry.

Nationalized Healthcare in America? I Hope Not

President Obama is pushing for nationalized health care and he did so, along with the Democrats, without considering the mood change of Americans due to the recession. America’s unemployment rate is the highest yet and I know they don’t need anymore more money taken from their paychecks.

Free health care for everyone seems nice to hear but the money required is overwhelming. I live in America, I pay my taxes, and when I see 16.5% of my money taken away from my paycheck, it’s a big blow; all that hard work and the government takes a big chunk out of my heard-earned income.

We’re not Canada, where everyone accepts a socialized health care. It’s alright in Canada but here in America, the transition may be very difficult due to many significant factors.

• The aristocrats who are involved, such as doctors and the CEOs and executives of insurance companies would loose a lot of money to a socialized health care system. Correct me if I’m wrong, but they have the power to get the lobbyist in Washington, to kill the health care bill.
• America has already a shortage in physicians; a lot are in the primary care, due to low pay. In the next decade there will be a shortage of an estimated 80,000 doctors, because of the baby boomers retiring. A lot of America’s current doctors are 50+. In order to keep up with the retiring doctors, US medical schools have to expand their acceptance roll per year or increase the demand from the Caribbean medical schools.
• Americans are very greedy; perhaps that’s why we’re the strongest country in the world, because Americans will stop at nothing when it comes to money. The quality of American health care is the highest in the world, because doctors in America are paid the most in the world. If you slash the doctors’ paychecks then you also slash the quality of health care.
• The recession has given a big hit to America. People rather save as much money as possible so they will give more money to the government to manage public health care.

In my opinion I don’t think I should pay, from my tax money, for health care to people who do not contribute to the American tax system or people who harm themselves. These people include people who have money but they avoid paying taxes, obese people, smokers, etc.

What the Hell is a Dawat?

For all you non-Desis, a dawat is basically a party for friends and family for whatever occasion. All dawats are kind of the same usually.

First the host tells everyone to come at 6 PM for the dawat. But around 6 PM that’s when the guests start to get ready from their homes and take about an hour so to get to the party. At the dawat people will show up around 7 to 9 at night. Desis are never on time for anything, it’s like a norm of South Asia. The driveway of the host’s house would be filled with guests’ cars. The cars are usually Toyota Camry’s and Corollas, the liberal ones drive Honda Accords and Civics; the rich liberal ones would drive Lexus and Acura cars. Only in rare times would you see a Desi driving an American car, and that’s if he doesn’t own a gas station or a 7/11 subway shop.

The guests come in and they say hi to everyone. The women and men would separate to different rooms; the little kids would go upstairs and play Nintendo or whatever, and the teenagers would go outside in the driveway and stand around acting like as if they’re hot.

The women would talk about how much their jewelry and saris costs. They usually gossip about the most pointless things, such as which young Desi girl is going out with whichever guy. They also discuss about their daughters marrying a engineer, lawyer, or a doctor.

The men, usually settled in the living room, talk about the topics that will never affect their lives. I have not been to any Indian dawats but in Bangladeshi/Pakistani dawats, the men or the uncles talk about politics and what the governments of Bangla-Pak should do to run the countries better. And if they see anyone’s liberal son then the uncles would interrogate him and ask him questions of why he’s not going for engineering, law, or medicine since, there are no other occupations they can work in.

The teenagers outside would talk about who’s going out with who. They talk about which girl they saw walking with whose ex-boyfriend.

Around 11 at night, the food is served. The teenagers, kids, and the ladies usually go first to grab their plate and the men come afterward. The food is usually beef curry, chicken curry, salad, pulow (basmati rice with butter), and about hundreds of other dishes full of tons of oily fat. After the main dishes, the desert with more oily fat is served, but with out he curry.

After everyone is done eating the men walk around acting big and bad, some of them do it with their hanging pot bellies and their President Pervez Musharaff’s mustache style. The women would joke with the men over jokes I can’t even understand. And the teenage guys and girls would exchange their numbers and the AIM screen names with people they just met. Some of the teenagers would fall in pathetic love with each other there and then, but they’re parents would find out and break their sorry ass love in a week.

When they start to leave it takes about 30 minutes to an hour to say good-bye. And as soon as the guests get into the car, they talk about the quality of the food and they pretty much become two faced against some people they saw at the party.

Before they stepped in the party, the guests smell like cheap perfumes and clones, but once they leave they smell like hard cooked curry.

So that’s what a dawat is, don’t you love Desis?

I Smell Brown

I walk into my house to grab a peice of paper, after one minute I go out to my car smelling like I took a shower with curry sauce. Apparently my deodorant can’t beat curry..wtf.