my aunt was called jasbir, the other ranbir. one married, the other not. jasbir was a college professor at malcolm x, so was ranbir. jasbir was more successfull, with a husband, house, and apartments she rented. she owned an oldsmobile, one that we were given eventually. she'd wear sari's alot. both jasbir and ranbir had foot problems like my mom. she had foot issues and had surgery. only it went wrong, and she had blood clots. they traveled upwards and surgery was done to keep them from going all around her body. to the lungs, heart, brain and all that. so she's recovering now. but apparently she thought she had the same thing, but really didnt.
anyhow, ranbir was divorced, twice married, and lived in an apartment, kinda small, two story with a basmment, drove a honda, and lived alone. she married whilst we were there, and divorced soon after. she was kinda strict, and kinda argumentative. perhaps a little bitter. a bit like peter's father in family guy, all conservative, and then at odd moments sentimental and loving. it was strange, but i never really accepted her the way she wanted to be, for me it was just utterly weird and i just hated it.
i used to watch seaquest and ... what was the show... the cosby show up in her bedroom and shit.
Friday, March 20, 2009
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