Monday, January 19, 2009

Novel Idea #1

I have several ideas for novels swimming around in my head. The first one involves a beautiful young Indian girl named Deepa Chopra. She is tired of having no control over her life but keeps these feelings mostly to herself and confesses only to her free-spirited best friend, Sameena. Deepa lives with her two controlling parents who manage to maintain a stranglehold on her life while also owning and operating an Indian restaurant, The House of Kamal.

Every morning, Deepa wakes up at 5am and goes with her mother to Costco where they proceed to buy every single rotisserie chicken that the warehouse is willing to give them. Doctored up with some garam masala and ground coriander, they will be sold for triple the price at her parents' restaurant. Deepa reads the labels, "Not For Resale," every single time and feels badly about this practice. But she has no power over her mother and relents, feeling that the universe will right itself in other ways.

Deepa constantly daydreams of meeting the perfect man and being whisked away to a new life. But she is fully aware of her parents' intentions to arrange her marriage. Furthermore, she has come to the realization that her parents will select her husband based on their own criteria and that she will have no say. To her parents, he will be a nice man with an even temper and a stable job in IT that will be able to adequately provide for the family. To Deepa, he will be a boring man with an uninteresting and mindless job and whose favorite movie is something thoughtless and cliche like The Dark Knight. The idea of spending the rest of her life with somebody so uninspiring suffocates Deepa.

These thoughts compound her feelings of lack of control. She deals with these feelings in unconvential ways.


Ugh. I just ripped my jeans right below the pocket. My favorite $9 GAP jeans. FUCK. FUCK THIS STORY.

10 comments:

Aek said...

What . . . was the purpose of this post? Somehow it eluded me. o.O

Shane said...

The purpose of this post was that J gained weight; consequently, his jeans ripped. He is pissed.

Duh Aek.

David said...

LOL Shane play nice!

I like the story. Gap jeans tend to be comfy.

Doug said...

Interesting story. I like it so far. Interested to see what the unconventional ways are for dealing with her feelings. This would be a perfect summary to put on the back cover.

dickophile said...

i think deepa should run away and open her p*ssy to all cummers! but thats just me and my terribly dirty mind.

J said...

i actually know a deepa, but i kinda like the premise

Anonymous said...

favorite. post. ever.

-P in Phoenix

Anonymous said...

I loved you r story, it really caught my attention...The conenience store next to me got closed down because of the same thim "resaling"...They resold condems new not old ones you perverts.

Kabir said...

Are you Indian? The whole story was hilarious, especially the part about the arranged marriage and the husband being in IT :)

Dan said...

I was half expecting the end of the post to say "Loosely based on my life."