Thursday, April 27, 2006

Speaking of "My Super Sweet 16"...

Unbelievable... had a friend send me this link from the NY Times regarding MTV's pathetic show "My Super Sweet 16". Noteworthy because they showcase an example of two bratty indian bitches... I'm sorry, its a harsh thing to say, but read the blurb below and you'll see why. Clearly, Dr. Kothapalli has mastered the art of parenting... god, what I wouldn't do to meet this cardiologist and slap the shit out of him.

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Still, Dr. Srinivasa Rao Kothapalli, a prominent cardiologist in Beaumont, Tex., is more than willing to relinquish his checkbook. His daughter Priya turned 16 earlier this month, and she is in the throes of planning a joint birthday-graduation party with her elder sister, Divya, 18. "If you can afford to have a grand celebration, then why not," said Dr. Kothapalli, who immigrated to the United States from India in the mid-1980's. "It's the American way. You work hard and you play hard."

Born with silver ladles in their mouths, his daughters have certainly mastered the latter. Their Bollywood-themed party for 500 guests will be held in the family's backyard, all 4½ acres, behind the 10,000-square-foot house. The Format, their favorite band, will perform. And they will make their grand entrance on litters, during an elaborate procession led by elephants. The sisters, who plan to perform a choreographed routine at their to-do next month, are also taking dance lessons, and they've enlisted the help of a trainer.

"We both want to lose three pounds," said Priya, who received a Mercedes convertible and an assortment of diamond jewelry for her birthday. Her sister's graduation gift package included a Bentley, diamonds and two homes in India.

"I was really surprised," Divya said, "because I was only expecting a Bentley and one house."

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If anyone should realize the importance of hard work and earning your dollar, it should be a cardiologist immigrant of Indian descent. I look at this example and I'm glad I didn't grow up spoiled- these girls are destined to be the snotty bitches you meet at a lounge who think they're too good for everyone and will only talk to you if you fit a certain material profile (i.e. doctor with a BMW and an AMEX black card).

Its so sad, but I actually grew up with a lot of these kids around me... prominent parents who spoiled the shit out of their kids. The result? Most of them are my age, but with no career path, no future, and only daddy's credit card keeping them afloat. They are laughingstocks of the community and more often than not, have nothing going for them. And the blame lies squarely on their parents. Of course, the parents are more concerned with making sure the community knows how much money they have, so they use their kids as a vehicle to display their bank account. To which I say, bravo. You're rich, we get it. Oh yeah, did you also know your kid has a drug problem, a police record, and a degree from the local community college? Bravo doc, bravo.

Another rant and rave session complete.

On a lighter not, a hilarious Punjabi vs. Gujurati, "Mortal Kombat" style video. Guaranteed to make you laugh.

Holla.

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

no rant about how you're the best at poker? what happened to your overblown ego?

11:43 AM  
Blogger NB said...

identify yourself and then we'll chat. and in case you didn't realize, it's sarcasm.

12:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

nishant, i heard you barely made the final table of the 420 poker league. you aren't that good...i'd love to sit at the same poker table as you. let me know when you're playing next.

1:53 AM  
Blogger NB said...

7th place... did you make it "dead-money"?

7:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

nishant loves playing penny poker on pokerplex at 3 am

that guy is a degenerate and a horrible card player to say the least

he is a great player to be sitting next to though, because he doesn't know what the hell he's doing

1:07 PM  

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