My friends and family have been engaged in a somewhat alarming debate in recent months – the question is just how Tamil am I. “Sure, she has that unpronounceable name. But have you noticed how she sometimes gives out the pronounceable, but mangled American version? Heck, sometimes she even gives out false names just to get coffee. Yes, the girl drinks rasam by the litre, but what good does that do when she openly refuses to go watch Sivaji? We’ve lost our old girl to crazy Americans.â€?
DoZ tries to regain some of her street-cred by attending a A.R.Rahman concert.
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