What is LovE
Tomorrow I’m getting married to this girl, Anjali, who is loved by everyone in my family – but me. Actually I can’t say that because I don’t even know her - I’ve only met her once with fifteen other people from our families. She’s kind of fat & I’m wafer thin. But my father thinks I’ll grow into her. I love him. By the way before I forget – I’m Rowan Shaw – my name is utterly misleading. I’m no descendant of Sir George Bernard Shaw; neither do I have any relations with Mr. Rowan Atkinson a/k/a Mr. Bean. I’m not even Caucasian or Christian - I’m desi – I’m Gujarati. Every frickin bone. My real name was Rohan Shah but as my family moved to Los Angeles when I was eleven – my father decided to ‘upgrade’ us. He upgraded his name from Jayesh Shah to Joyous Shaw & my mother’s name changed from Archana Shah to Archie Shaw & so on. I completed High School with distinction. I wasn’t the brightest bulb in the class but I shone through hard work. My father wo