So my friend emailed me this long fwd, supposedly containing excerpts from real profiles discovered by the intrepid at that Great Brown Hope site, Shaadi.com. And on reading which I nearly vomited my dinner in laughter. While I recognize that a command of the English language necessarily doesn't translate into the "goodness" of a person[1], bad language can make what is already a cliched[2] process of offering, ignoring and rejecting throw up bad or curious apples at the seekers while providing endless entertainment to (ironist) gwakers. So we bring you this public service message:

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If you are about to get on the Shaadi.com boat, pliss be getting some Engli-piss (this applies to junta across geographical boundaries) or you will be making your casual audience-

in the words of the gentleman whose quest went thus:

HYE I AM A GOOD LOKING BOY,WHO HAS THE CAPABILITY TO MAKE ANY BODY TO LOUGH.I BELIEVE IN GOD AND ACCORDING TO ME FRIENDS ARE THE REAL MESSENGER OF GOD. THE 3 THINGS I AM LOOKING FROM A GIRL ,THEY ARE

1. THEY MUST BELIEVE IN GOD.

2. THEY HAVE TO LIKE MY PROFFESION

3. AND THEY SHOULD NOT GET BORED WITH ME WHEN I WILL TRY TO MAKE THEM LOUGH.

• LOUGH! HAHA HEHE!

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[1] My research (@ Shaadi.com, conducted in the interests of larger humanity, i.e., le moi) had previously shown that this disease of abusing the English language is not limited to folks in India but instead is omigod you know like so universal