About Me

My name is Lorena Ramirez, and as you may have noticed i am of MEXICAN background, and PROUD of it. I am currently in school in the 12th grade trying to finish my college applications, and trying not to get senioritis. I am currently 17 years old living in Gardena since I was one month old. I´m not a big fan of politics, one because fights will occur, and two for right now it´s not the most important thing on my mind. I would say more, but then this whole section would be an autobiography. So i'll leave it up to you if you want to know more.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Eigth Chunk of Namesake

With the death of a fellow loved one Lahiri takes on the funeral journey this Bengali family takes, for 11 days they eat no meat and eat a plain meal that only makes sense for them to eat for in a way it fills up the empty space of their dad not being there. One month after this tragedy Gogol has to go back to work, but his sister Sonia stays to help out her mom. In the midst of all of this Gogol breaks up with Maxine, because Gogol is still depressed about his dad and Max just wants him to move as if nothing has happened and he can't do that. Now a year later Gogol visits his mother often mostly to see the picture of his father all by himself in the hallway that they have. They eventually go to Calcultta during the summer to scatter his father's ashes and the Ganges. Time passes and Gogol returns to school to get his registration exam to offcially be an architect and have his name on things he creates .
With his father being gone and he now in his late 20s his mother starts to worry about him and wants him to get settled. So his mom brings up one of the Indian girls that he has known for the longest time ever her name is Moushumi Mazomdar and is currently enrolled at NYU, getting her Ph.D and is a french literate. So Ashima gives the phone number to Gogol and keeps pestering him so that he can call her to go out. He eventually does and they end up going on thier "blind date".
They meet kind of awkward at first becasue although they were "related" they never really spent much time together, so they caught up in their lives, asked one another what they were up to and mostly talked about their past. To Gogol it seems to him that there might be chemistry in the air.

Question: Do you believe in love at first sight? Has it happened to you already? Or have you've ever been attracted or felt something for someone just by seeing them for the first time?

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