Since moving to New Jersey from Tamil Nadu, India at age 10, my life has been a battle of two normals, of not knowing when to cry tiger and when to cry wolf. It is normal to set a watermelon on fire, for religious purposes. It is also normal to lie in a coffin-like box of ultraviolet light, or as Snooki would call it, “tanning tanning.”
I’ve compiled a list of four aspects of normal life in these two very different places. Why four? My India side would say because it has numerological significance. My New Jersey side would say because I fucking felt like it.