This Sunday, in the midst of my usual channel switching session, I happened to catch a glimpse of Mandira Bedi doling out some advice to the Men in Blue for their upcoming WC campaign and I didn't think twice before tweeting about my displeasure. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined what was about to transpire in the next few minutes. The following tweetexchange gave me a chance to interact with one of my oldest childhood crushes. Thank you Twitter!
'Tel laga' tops the list of catchphrases that I use. However, I'm going to make an exception this one time. I recently received a mail that had me thinking. Thought this was worth sharing...
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Disclaimer: ashishvaswani.com does not claim to be the original source of the following extract from an email chain. However, this is a cause it supports very strongly. We are not responsible for misrepresentation of facts mentioned hereunder. Readers are requested to verify the authenticity of the following facts before taking any action.
Okay, as always, a few precautionary warnings and points to note before you read this review:
1. I love most of the movies I watch. But me writing a review for one is rare. The only one to have earned that rare distinction in recent times is Raajneeti. You could use that fact as a yardstick to scale this review up/down as per your tastes.
2. This may not be the kind of movie you could take your girl/boyfriend to. (Then again, you could take the risk if you saw DevD together and/or are aware of Sudhir Mishra chhap cinema) Frankly, I wouldn’t be comfortable watching this movie with my parents around either, but I’m aware of exceptions to this perception that I harbour.
1. I love most of the movies I watch. But me writing a review for one is rare. The only one to have earned that rare distinction in recent times is Raajneeti. You could use that fact as a yardstick to scale this review up/down as per your tastes.
2. This may not be the kind of movie you could take your girl/boyfriend to. (Then again, you could take the risk if you saw DevD together and/or are aware of Sudhir Mishra chhap cinema) Frankly, I wouldn’t be comfortable watching this movie with my parents around either, but I’m aware of exceptions to this perception that I harbour.
I know this blog has been reeling in a silence of sorts for more than four months now. (My sincere apologies for that) But there’s another silence-filled experience that I’m dying to talk about. I recently returned from Art of Living’s Bengaluru Ashram after completing the YES+ Advanced course held in the winter break. And before you come to conclusions, let me clarify that neither am I an ardent Sri Sri follower, nor do I stand by the tenets that AOL exponents preach. I believe that any ideology (spiritual or otherwise) is like a buffet fare where you can pick what you like and leave the rest. (You can read my views on Sri Sri’s now infamous quantum bullet fiasco here)
The last few weeks have been blissfully satisfying as regards my foodie adventures, the triple fasting bonanza of Shravan, Ramadan and Paryushan notwithstanding. Unplanned outings with friends to strange places ensured I got a fair share of delectable delights.
