ARGH!!! i ordered a CD last wednesday and it's not here and i wanna play it. sigh.

So many years ago I was dating a jazz drummer. He was from Chicago but his parents were from India. He and his family were Sikh, so we had the usual interracial/interreligious stuff to deal with. I have a theory in interacial dating if anyone wants to hear it... Still, his parents were very nice to me despite the fact I knew they did not approve of us dating. Their eldest son (the doctor, a very repected occupation) married a white girl and their second-born (she had an MBA and worked for a top-ten firm in NYC, a very repected occupation) married a Hindu so now they only had their youngest son (a jazz musician, sigh) left. They had avertisements for a bride in magazines in India. But in the meantime, he was dating me. Most of the time when I was with his parents I had a mantra of "Impress his parents, make them like me, say something smart. Impress his parents, make the like me, say something smart" running through my head. That pretty much guarenteed I would say something incredibly stupid the minute I opened my mouth. Besides, his dad was an engineer and taught advanced calculus (a very respected occupation) so I really didn't have a clue what to say. Anyway, one day I was over at his house and alone with his dad. Jeet was taking a shower. The longest shower in the history of indoor plumbing, I might add. Okay, impress his parent, make him like me, say something smart. What follows is an incredibly accurate transcription of our conversation...

Me, "I hear Jeet studied under Alla Rakha."
Him, "Yes. It's pronouced - Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."
Me, "Alla Rakha"
Him, "No, Alla Rakha."

I swear, that went on for like five minutes. Not very impressive. But please, I'm from the South. I misprounce ENGLISH. How could I possibly get an Indian word/name down.

This keeps running through my mind as I wait and wait for my Rich A la Rakha CD to arrive.