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You can go to the delli sir and have a schmaltz sandwich and some cream soda, sir, instead of ridiculing someone with an unfortunate case of dyslexia, which, after much work on my part, and without any gooberment assistance, has been mostly overcome to the point I only transpose the l and the h in your not so lovely capital city with starving cows wandering around in the streets, elephants being beaten before everyones eyes, and tens of thousands of people sleeping on the sidewalks and by the side of the road.
No, Delhi is no April in Paris, sir.
So, you simply spout Anti American rubbish, midst a chorus of a few hundred liberals who will never understand why their outlook is fundamentally klueless.
You foam at the mouth at my great country while ignoring your own sorry land's eternal bad karma, sir.
Why do you think all the smartest and most industrious people in your country dream of coming to America where they can get rich and do get rich through their own efforts, and not because they are the idiot son in law of some politician in Mumbai, Gopi?
Did you not see "The Namesake," probably one of the loveliest films made about this wonderful country called America, warts and all. We are still a beacon of light and freedom to all of the world for anyone willing to work for a living. This may be impossible for you, sir, if you are one of hundreds of thousands of middle level Indian bureaucrats who sleep walk through their petty jobs each day and who live much better than your hundreds of millions of struggling masses,
So, you should consider coming to America, and really doing something with your life someday, instead of being an annoying, self-important twit, screaming at a high pitch alla da
time.
How about a little Yoga, sir?
Pranayama is very good for the mind and spirit too,