New York to Bombay – a million miles away
You ridicule my visit to the temple to pray
We stage a mock debate- pretending to argue and fight
After all, it’s the start of my day and your night
That’s the two of us for you dear Aam Gaysi
As diverse as chalk and cheese
U the outspoken American and me the diffident Desi
I am a simpleton and you are a big tease
I am a simpleton and you are a big tease
Ferry boats, Long car drives, listening to the radio, watching the sunset
Give me a natural high – so does lolling aimlessly in bed
Au contraire, u prefer long silences, ur ipod and the subway instead
And my crazy discourse on life always makes u want to bang ur head
It irritates me when u flirt with your online platoon
And laugh at my openly loving the odd Mills and Boon
Tough! Those books are mine for keeps
Just as your timeout with your intellectual peeps
You don’t get my notions on love and romance
Laughing at my drama rama = ur favourite stance
While I don’t approve of your X-tubing women on the pole dance
Neither do I understand your unwillingness to study at Oxford- to not take a chance
U get irritated at my being flippant
Whilst I find ur brutal honesty hurtful and blunt
We even fight on which sides of the bed we sleep
Subtle divides: Superficial or Deep?
Candlelight dinner: French cuisine and wine
Don’t constitute your idea of a fine dine
Neither do you understand or dig
My love for Bogie, Grant and the odd romantic classic
I am impulsive to your extreme practicality
Ur crazy compulsive rationality
Drives me mad and insane
As much as u find my spontaneity irritating and inane
Yet despite all this, we do happen to click
Wonder if the differences make us tick!
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Ohhhh wow – really, really related to this. I am considering moving to New York and am having push and pulls with my partner who I adore. But I’m not sure if our differences (which, I would like to point out, mirror the exact differences in my relationship!!) are superficial or deep, and am also wondering whether we should go long-distance or plan an eventual meeting point. What ever happens, happens
Hey Anurag, I cracked up laughing when you said that we have similar differences with our respectives. Funnily enough, I never believed that ‘opposites could indeed attract’. But boy I surely have fallen hook, line and sinker for my love interest inspite of our diametrically opposite personalities. The true test I guess is for both people to still get each other despite of all the subtle divides.
So here’s hoping things work out in your relationship regardless of whether you move to NY or not. And embrace the differences Girl. After all… it’s the differences that make it all the more fun and naughty on most days
That was such an awesome poem. Your love interest in NY is very lucky to have someone like you who loves her so passionately. Indian girls in India rock
aint nobody like a desi girl…:) im an overseas indian but my love interest is Indian and living in Mumbai.. and she is awesome in every way possible. we met online but we keep in contact through skype and phone. she’s awesome. i can’t wait till i meet my rajkumari when im in india for holiday. she’s my rajkumari and i’m her pardesi. i cant wait to have a candlelight dinner with her, watch a romantic movie with her, see the sun set, go on a long drive massage her and pamper her. and love her in person to let her know how special she is. we r polar opposites in some ways but i think we’re like magnets and polar opposites def do attract… i love it when she teaches me new hindi words or makes me remember how to write hindi. i learn so much from her about India. I love it. 
and i cant wait to meet her.
All the best for ur love story i hope u have a more romantic ending than any mills and boon story
your poem got me missing my soniye, my dilruba, my dilbara, my pyaar, my priyatama, my jaan/jaanu/jaaneman, …she’s my heer im her juliet..she’s my mumtaz and im her anarkali. she’s my shakuntala and im her sohni..
Differences are good – variety is, after all, the spice of life!
Congrats:):):)
nice and witty! love has made you a poet
me hoping she has read this piece.