This is a term I have coined-human comedy- to distinguish it from political comedy. I think political comedy is easier, because there is so much to sneer at. But human comedy is a lot more difficult, based as it is in observing the self and the elves- defined (by me) as all the others dancing around you. This book falls in the difficult to write category, in my view. And Cyrus does a good job of it. The book is titled 'The Average Indian Male.'
Poking fun at all males Indian is no mean task. The North-vorth based male is quite different from the Marathi manoos, or his veshti-bound Southeren (mis-spelling deliberate) counterpart. And Cyrus spares none- according to him, the Central Indian male is one who neither fits into the North, South, nor into the East, West. How sad for Nagpur!
Anyway, some of his 'fun' das from the book.
Thanksgiving is the time when Americans traverse large distances criss-crossing the country to give thanks that they can live away from their parents.
An art dealer has to work harder than the artist. An artist just paints a canvas. The art dealer has to convince both the artist and his customer that the canvas has some value.
Shaving and religion take away fifty five minutes of a man's day. Marriage takes away all his life.
There are lots of observations about 'manly' activities and proclivities (including his abiding love for mummy), all of them funny, some best read and enjoyed. So I suggest you do!
Poking fun at all males Indian is no mean task. The North-vorth based male is quite different from the Marathi manoos, or his veshti-bound Southeren (mis-spelling deliberate) counterpart. And Cyrus spares none- according to him, the Central Indian male is one who neither fits into the North, South, nor into the East, West. How sad for Nagpur!
Anyway, some of his 'fun' das from the book.
Thanksgiving is the time when Americans traverse large distances criss-crossing the country to give thanks that they can live away from their parents.
An art dealer has to work harder than the artist. An artist just paints a canvas. The art dealer has to convince both the artist and his customer that the canvas has some value.
Shaving and religion take away fifty five minutes of a man's day. Marriage takes away all his life.
There are lots of observations about 'manly' activities and proclivities (including his abiding love for mummy), all of them funny, some best read and enjoyed. So I suggest you do!
