Tanaz Kerawala

You know you're Parsi when... -Your mom wakes you up extra early on the first day of school/your parsi birthday so that she can do tili and sagaan. You go to school and your friends ask you why the hell you have rice in your hair. -You compulsively drink tea at all hours of the day[in India you wake up your servants at 3 am and tell them to make you tea] -You stress out over the most ridiculous things. -You know the precise definition of ben chod and madder chod and you teach them to your friends. -You're off the marriage market if you get too tan. -However, if you're fair enough, it doesn't matter what you look like or how smart you are, you'll get a decent spouse. -You know at least 3 ways to use oil. Only 2 of which include cooking. -You've had to drink cow piss at least once in your life. -You've bathed in milk and rose petals at least once in your life. -You've had to change your clothes in front of 400 people, while your mom and the rest of the wom

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn't know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed. Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing. After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her, he asked. "Daughter, what do you see?" "Potatoes, eggs, and coffee," she hastily replied. "Look