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For lack of anything worthwhile to do we went to see a Kareoke performance in Silicon Valley last night. Organized by a local Hindi radio station it had the independence day theme so it said. We fully expected to see the expat community in droves (who also had nothing better to do although I suspect a lot of them had been looking forward to this get together based on how made up they were) getting tickled pink as the others pointed out how wonderful they looked. For disclaimer other than our skinny kid we are well rounded individuals and I mean it and proud of it - we could be a character of a spy novel where one easily blends in the crowd - thats us. The majority of the bell curve public is glamorous. The facebook extension is to see these people meet in person and take off. Some overheard excerpts included - Ee tu masst distye - barrik zali solid - translated - you have wonderfully and substantially thinned out (while retaining some solids in your anatomy). Wow what a dress - cool yaar - these are folks in their 40s - drooling over clothing and other misc items.. But the surprising part - to see an 80 year old clatch of about 10 desi gramps and grannies perform a home made dance routine set to some spicy Hindi muzaak.. These guys literally put everyone of those plastic make up dolls to shame. It was worth the trip.

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  1. There was a desi do I remember where everyone and his aunt performed in a student get-together in Tennessee. There were 32 items in all, and a stampede at the sole food counter. And the mike produced noises similar to the ones in India. We felt at home!

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  2. Ha ha - the mike must have been borrowed for our event last nite

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