2015 is about to come to a close and yet there were times it seemed to drag itself out unendingly! Biggest news from our side is that the brat is now in a big kids' school. He's only in first grade but he seems to be changing perceptibly in front of our eyes. He's learning... Continue Reading →
Movie Review- Tamasha
I went and saw Tamasha yesterday. And here's why I liked it: Deepika Padukone and Ranbir Kapoor work. Totally work. Their chemistry is palpable. Helps that Kapoor isn't an aging Khan and an actual contemporary of the lead actress; playing his own age. Corsica is beautiful. And the fact that they moved away from Capri... Continue Reading →
Reflections On Ambient Sounds
One lingering memory of Durga pujas at Barasat are the acoustic version of retro Hindi songs of Salil Choudhury playing in the neighborhood somewhere. Right from Yeh Kya Hua to O Sajna, Barkha Bahaar Aayi...they play them all. And it sounds just wonderful. Seeped in whispers of the years that've passed while trying to make... Continue Reading →
Movie Review: Singh Is Bling
I say this with every bit of sincerity I possess: there's a special place reserved in HELL for Prabhu Deva for making this movie. I am not a snob about my movies. I prefer the light-hearted ones to the somber ones, that's true but this movie was boring and it's cliches had cliches and barring... Continue Reading →
Movie Review: Welcome Back…Erm Don’t
Yup, that's right. Welcome Back should have at rider attached to it- DON'T! Where the first movie wasn't a shoo-in for the comedy of the year award, it was still entertaining and doesn't fail to elicit chuckles on reruns on tv. But the sequel has a couple of things which make it one of the... Continue Reading →
Realizations at 4:45 A.M
On an early morning drive to the airport, roughly 36 kms of thinking time, I realized the following: 1. Robert Palmer is very repetitive. And annoying. Addicted to Love is getting deleted from the playlist. 2. Morons, the real ones, are very consistent. Moronic all the time. All days of the week. Never take a... Continue Reading →
Hilarity At Home- Lost In Translation
Author's Note: This is an exclusive post for the people who understand Hindi. For the rest, it falls flat. My husband's native tongue isn't Hindi. Neither is mine but having lived amongst Hindi-speaking people all my life, I can speak it without my native tongue's influence intruding. But living in India one cannot but be bombarded... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 