Deep and Niraj are friends since kindergarten, and always did things together. They even came to Cambridge together. However, during their graduate study Niraj became more adventurous. Finally, when the time came Deep went to India and married Manju, a girl his mother had hand picked since his teenage years. Niraj on the other hand married Susan, a British girl he met at a local bar. Both were happy.Few years later, while on their regular afternoon walk Deep confided to Niraj.
“Things at home are not as rosy as it used to be,” Deep said.
“Why what’s wrong?” Niraj said.
“Well, Manju has changed a lot,” Deep said. “She is no longer the sweet girl I married.”
“Why you say that?”
“Take for example, how she treats me now,” Deep said, “In the beginning she used to wait for me to have dinner no matter how late I was. But these days she won’t wait. If I am not home by ten, she would eat and leave the food on the table for me.”
“That is what you get marrying an Indian girl,” Niraj said. “Nothing has changed for me.”
“You are lucky,” Deep said.
“Susan waits for me no matter how late I am,” Niraj said. “She cannot eat dinner until I go home and cook.”