When you're sitting in front of a mini monster with curious and wandering hands, make sure you forgo the quilled earrings. It doesn't take long for little buds to become danglers. Wear in haste and rue in leisure.
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 →
Co-Sleeping…A Parent Reflects
One of the first things I bought when I got pregnant, was a cot for my baby. It was nice, smooth with rounded edges and had teething shields on both the rails. It worked well when the brat was a teeny-tiny infant and it also worked as a mini-prison of sorts during time outs when... Continue Reading →
After School Huffiness
The brat got off the school bus with two holes in the school uniform that hadn't been there when he'd got on the bus in the morning. When I asked him (with a slight frost in my voice) he told me that a "Screaming Death" had made the holes. For the uninitiated, a Screaming Death... 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 →
CC And Counting
That CC is just me trying to be clever and semi-gloat because this is the 200th post on this blog *drum roll*. However if I was being very, very honest I would probably need to write a couple more to make it 200 original posts since I know I've reblogged (another author's) atleast one post... Continue Reading →
A Decade Of Blogging Erratically
I first blogged in 2005. Courtesy Red. When we met he asked me a couple of questions about my interests and what sort of things was I into; sadly my answer to most were no. And stoic man that he is, he never batted an eyelid at any of them. And still doesn't a decade... Continue Reading →
Bloglet: Repartee
I am currently in what I imagine is a near-Cinderella stage. Drippy nose, swollen face and mopping up the red blood (poster color) that MLM generously painted on his T-Rex's teeth and pretty much all over on an off-white tiled floor. I fall back on the worst threat in my arsenal aka am going away... Continue Reading →
A Bloglet on Introspection
There are days when being a parent seems akin to being a modern-day Sisyphus. Or did I mean Prometheus? Either way it's a (Greek) drama of epic proportions and you end up wishing someone or the other to Hades atleast once. Finit. Posted from WordPress for Android
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 →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 