Incense and Sensibility x The Marriage Game
When struggling brand consultant Naomi lands a career-saving job she’s culturally unequipped to handle, she makes a deal with Dev, the grumpy, anti-marriage son of her traditional, Bengali client: she’ll help him thwart his mother’s matchmaking efforts if he helps her meet the matriarch’s exacting standards. But the line between reality and rumour blurs as Naomi is pulled deeper into lies that could end her career and break her heart.
If Naomi was in need of tantric sex pills, a Ganesh bobblehead, and Darjeeling tea bags, she was in the right place. The tightly packed aisles of Gia’s Bazaar were a mayhem of imports from India, cheap knockoffs, and the odd head-scratcher, like a small wicker basket overflowing with brown Jesus keychains nestled between bottles of Fair & Lovely face cream.
But Naomi would have to save examining the peculiar selection of inventory for later; she was twenty-two minutes late for her job interview and the uncharacteristic tardiness was giving her palpitations. After a quick lap through the deserted store confirmed she was alone, dread skittered up her spine like ascending black keys on an old piano.
What if the potential client had deemed her a no-show and left? Naomi levelled her gaze on a particularly stern-looking brown Jesus in a bid to calm her shivering heart. She tried to rally, to “pull herself up by the bootstraps” as her stepfather would say, as she had countless times before.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t ignore the whisper of doubt in the back of her mind. Not when, after recently starting her own brand consulting business, staying afloat hinged on securing a new client.