Injuns are coming! Injuns are coming!......

Too late....they are already here.

Fall is around the corner. Evenings are perfect for biking. Our town is blessed with beautiful lakes, trails, bike paths; I bike every evening.

Two days ago, I was biking around a neighborhood lake. EVERY bench was taken by Indians. The older couples were well dressed in Saris and suits and looked well fed. Nothing much embarassing about them.

The younger ones were a different scene. They were the spindly kind. From their behavior, they pretended as if they had just won the US open and were getting ready for Wimbeldon. The men impressed their women (playing in Saris) with blazing shots of 18mph. The women were genuinely impressed by the sexy bright clothes of their men and playing stamina. All of them could serve again after a respite of only 5 minutes in between the serves.

Then, I biked aroud a park. ’Lalis’ and their menfolk were playing frisbee. The women were in a sari or peticoat and blouse. They were built like African fertility dolls with exaggerated sexual body parts. The men, in contrast, were built like a ’kaana’. I bet the kabadi they play on the chapoy would be funnier.