The ten different kind of partners you'll have trouble introducing to your Nepali parents as a woman

  1. A semi-naked man with six, possibly eight packs who flexes his muscles, drinks cans of cheap light beer, and goes around shouting, I'm  your lord, worship me!

  2. A young sociologist student who's also a school teacher, who's not shaved his face for conservatively seven years despite the math not working out, who wears tattered shirts and a smelly cap, and tells your parents that the demise of the bourgeoisie is near, and they should prepare for the revolution soon, donate their wealth to the cause if they want to be spared.

  3. A cute girl who won't stop giggling about the sexual implications of you two dating, regardless of the seriousness of the situation, so when you first introduce her to your parents and they're staring at her, she's gone all red thinking all the naughty things you've been upto, and they can quite clearly see what's going in her head.

  4. A non-human creature, of any level of intelligence whatsoever.

  5. A man of your own fucking class, social status, and ethnicity and linguistic group whose parents are quite successful and whose job happens to be on the list of the approved occupations, who does not have a Master's degree in anything.

  6. Above, but he has two master degrees and a very successful career, but he has absolutely no intentions of leaving the country in the foreseeable future.

  7. The most attractive, kind, well-educated, charming man on this planet who's clearly on the path to billions and loves you more than anything else in the world, who happens to be slightly cross-eyed in one of the eyes.

  8. Any dude with one Phd and another advanced degree.

  9. A terrorist, of the non hindu-nationalist kind.

  10. Someone who's been known to have smoked weed at some point in the distant past and they somehow found out about it from the grapevine and that's the only thing they'll talk of him, despite all his plusses.

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