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I awoke the next morning to her nibbling on my ear. Her scent drenched my pillows. As I lay there, I asked myself, "how did this happen?" Was it my hair, faded on the sides, perfectly gelled up top? Was it my designer jeans and my button-down shirt? The grace and athleticism with which I danced the bhangra? The way I camped out at the bar, buying drinks for all those around me? Was I really that charming and good looking?

As I lay motionless pondering my good fortune, she nuzzled into my neck, and quietly answered all my questions. "Don't be silly," she whispered, "everyone loves a Desi boy."

- Anuj