In High School, she was asked to perform any scene from MacBeth. Her penis envy drove her to choose a monologue by MacBeth himself, and the "this a dagger I see before me?" speech at that. She should have been expelled for bringing that knife to school... By gum, why wasn't somebody paying attention?!  Her dramatic exposition was so intense, that she actually cut three tendons and a nerve in her right hand, needed 22 stitches and physical therapy all summer. Damn Curse. She did it all for the 115% (A++) and the nooky. 

Rasika, pronounced Rasika, has been performing stand-up comedy for East Indians since she was 18. Many are fascinated upon learning that there are actual chai-houses and flying-carpet boutiques where these exotic, Pentium-chip designing peoples gather to regale, get gay and listen to her musings. Her brown peeps have invited her to perform at their weddings, graduations, sangeets (for you hipsters), baby showers and even cremations.

After moving out to LA and living out of her car trunk from February 2002-May 2003, she finally settled down, blew off the mold chunks accumulating in her glove compartment, and pulled out a dusty invitation from the Winchester Preparatory Sketch Academy. The invite simply read, "We need a girl".  Rasika stopped wishing that she was uglier so that she'd come off funnier (it's a stage presence thing) only days ago, and is a big fan of the Onion. So much so that she's ripped it off and created her own parody newsletter, The Rasikammentator. If you'd like to subscribe, please see her after the cho. Cho because she dated a Korean guy once.