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By Ashok Rajamani

After a full-throttle mind bleed on the age of twenty-five, Ashok Rajamani, a first-generation Indian American, needed to relearn every thing: the best way to consume, the best way to stroll and to talk, even issues as easy as his sexual orientation. With humor and perception, he describes the occasions of that day (his mind exploded prior to his brother’s wedding!), in addition to the lengthy, tricky restoration interval. within the approach, he introduces readers to his family—his valuable help crew, in addition to a continuing resource of frustration and amazement. Irreverent, coruscating, offended, now and then surprising, yet regularly revelatory, his memoir takes the reader into unusual territory, very like the adventure Alice had while she fell down the rabbit gap. That he lived to inform the tale is brilliant; that he tells it with such aplomb is just extraordinary. greater than a decade later he has eventually reestablished a effective inventive existence for himself, nonetheless facing the consequences of his injury—life-long half-blindness and epilepsy— yet forging forward as a survivor devoted to assisting others who've suffered an identical disaster.

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Hardcore WASP ladies walked the halls. I had by no means noticeable the sort of focus of blond hair, cardigans, khakis, and brilliant sneakers. all of them appeared as though their proposal of heaven used to be Cape Cod. they can were Martha Stewart clones, yet weren’t—they appeared too cheery. My boss and that i walked down a protracted hallway of those Cape Coddesses, and have been proven to a room that contained metal chairs that resembled bar stools for dwarves. In walked the writer, a majestic lady, white, tall, and brown-bobbed. She was once in ordinary Hamptonian drag: cozy brown slacks and, sure, a truly Martha beige cardigan wrapped round an expectedly pristine white turtleneck. We sat at a wide, oblong glass-topped desk. “I’d prefer to introduce Ashok Rajamani, who’s going to paintings for the magazine,” my boss stated. The writer sighed, evidently underwhelmed. “Oh, hello,” she stated dismissively. “I’ll do a gorgeous job,” I exclaimed. “I’ll get you media publicity in all places. ” “Oh yeah? ” she acknowledged, her face stony. because it was once super early in my restoration, and my brain was once no longer but at complete pace, one ridiculous idea got here to brain: every body desires to be younger and hip. That’s sleek, that’s what’s salable! “I’m going to provide you as younger, hip, city, and modern,” I introduced proudly. “We’ll get all of the readers we want! ” “Are you severe? That’s no longer our demographic at all,” she barked. She checked out me as though talking to an incompetent. I had not anything to assert yet “Um . . . Um . . . ” My boss sat quietly because the writer systematically grated me into sienna-stained shreds. “Thanks in your time,” the editrix snapped suddenly. She was once sneering in the back of a grin. “It used to be great to satisfy you. ” She stood up. The assembly was once over. the following day at paintings, my boss known as me to her place of work. “Our editor pal called,” she stated. “She’s contemplating leaving our company. We certainly can't lose this purchaser. ” “Oh wow. I’m sorry. ” “She gave me the explanation, Ashok. ” “I imagine i do know it already. ” “She instructed me, ‘How dare that child now not put on a go well with to the assembly! ’ ” I gulped in disbelief. “But what in regards to the silly issues I stated? ” “It wasn’t cited. the most factor used to be that you just didn’t healthy the ‘look’ that most sensible represents the ebook. ” “Meaning? ” “First of all, she desires a lady. moment, she thinks you could glance too . . . um . . . ” “Ethnic? ” “NO! ” she shouted, after which seemed down sheepishly. “She thinks you’re simply, good, a bit too city. yet I instructed her you have been a sensational publicist, and you could do an excellent task. ” “Thanks . . . i assume. ” per week later, we had a moment assembly with the writer. This time, a coworker, Jane, got here with us: a preppy white blonde woman donning the law WASP uniform, cape of khaki cardigan incorporated. Her dress apart, she was once an cute woman, continuously cute, style, and candy to me. We sat back on the glass desk and prostrated ahead of the Queen. My boss spoke first, sounding artificially cheery. “Great information! we've a brand new individual to deal with your account. ” We fucking do? “Her identify is Jane. Ashok won’t be at the account.

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