Monday, April 01, 2013

Welcome to NaPoMo, our Rite of Spring

Oddly enough, I am not starting the month with a poem, but with a Blast from the Past.

Yesterday, I got a call from the One and Only...Kumar.  Has long has it been, eh? I have no idea. Anyway, he was in town with some cousins, staying with his uncle and aunt. Turns out his aunt has developed hoarding tendencies...but that is a whole other story for another time, I suppose.

So, what was new over the past year and a half or so?
Well, he got married.
And then he got divorced.
These people...from these countries...I swear.

He went back for a visit to the A**hole of the World country of his birth, with his parents. While there he agreed to marry a local woman. And he did. Then he came back to Toronto* and started the paperwork for her sponsorship, visa, etc. Then her family started asking him and his parents for a lot of financial compensation. After all, he's a "rich Canadian". He said, in typical Kumar-ese, "what is this shit and blah, blah, blah?" So they flew back to the A**hole of the World, filed divorce papers, paid off her family with some "alimony" and came home.

I said: "I can't believe you didn't tell me you got married!"
K: "But now I'm divorced."
Me: "You should have let me know."
K: "I'm divorced for 5 months now!"
Me: [head shake] [eye roll]

*I said "So what do you think of your Mayor these days?" (He was initially a big fan of Mayor Ford and his family values.)  Kumar: "He is a drunkard and should be ashamed of himself".

Drunkard is a great word.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

He marries for reasons based on culture,
She tries pecking him clean like a vulture,
Is this a comment on the different genders?
Or a current story line on EastEnders?

Knuckles G.

Nanuk of the North, Electronic Rapist said...

Good one. And so quick too.

mshrms said...

your life!