Sunday, 13 November 2016

The Legend of Lakshmi Prasad – Book Review




I had built up an immense hope right from the time I ordered the book from Amazon. Ever since reading Twinkle Khanna’s ‘Mrs Funnybones’ I was bursting with excitement to read this one. Needless to say I had pre-booked it and my patience was thoroughly paid off.  

I started & finished this book in one sitting as I was waiting in line for my turn for a bank transaction during these testing days of demonetization.

The collection of short stories talks about the matters of heart & determination. My favorite of the entire bunch was the one with Noni Appa and finding love at an unexpected corner of her life. The others in the collection are enjoyable as well. I was rather awestruck by ‘The Sanitary Man from a sacred land’ which like all her other stories is written with so much grace and ingenuity. Fashioned on the struggle of Arunachalam Muruganantham, the author has woven the story with panache and added some fictional bits as well. Of course being an ardent fan of dogs, I absolutely loved the relationship between her lead character Bablu and his mongrel Choti.  Both Muruganantham & she have proven that feminism need not only be the property of women, strong men can be supreme feminists too.  

Whether it is the one with the young girl who creates a plan to save the girl child of the village or the one with the lady who was on a tryst to find the meaning of life & true love, each of Ms. Khanna’s characters are embodiment of will power & strength of character.  

My verdict:
Must read for everyone whether you are a feminist or not.

I am in love with her writing and I eagerly wait for her next literary excellence to pop up. 

Thursday, 3 November 2016

Washroom selfies and more..

So last evening my bum-chum Srushti and I were at a posh theater waiting for a movie to start. We decided to make use of the time by taking some of our customary selfies like a selfie in front of the giant poster of the said movie; another with all our food items in hand, then 1 individual photo each and so on and so forth…





You’d think that since we are in our late 30’s we’d be tired of the selfie syndrome by now; but no my dear friend, we are not tired; in fact there is no lack of selfie taking preparation on side. Our hair has to be flipped and noses have to be powdered and of course for me the only other criterion is that my wobbly tummy should not be seen in the image!  Yes I am shallow that ways!

Anyhoo, after all our customary selfies were taken, we decided it would be awesome to check out why washroom selfies are so much in vogue with everyone... right from a school kid to a fashionista. 
Armed with our selfie stick and an iPhone we went in the little ladies room and CLICK CLICK CLICK we immortalized the PVR toilet in our photo albums.







Now our grandchildren would also see our photos and say “hey grandma... that used to be the PVR Theater” and we’d say “Yes baby it used to be a cool place before the apocalypse happened and the world got ruined”…  Also my friend and I would reminisce and argue in our senescence as to in which theater was this image taken.

Oh dear… now see what I did! I digressed too much into the future. So coming back to our ‘now’, I don't think we will take another washroom selfie... because of the following...

  1. No good lights - God alone knows why the theater washrooms have such dim lights. It's not that you'd be having a romantic dinner or a smooch session in the ladies loo. How are we supposed to see our faces and powder our noses if the lights are as bright as a single candle in a football stadium? 
  2. BECAUSE IT IS STUPID – Now that it is out of our system I believe that it is going to be included in our customary selfie list... like EVER…


I know I know what you are thinking... that these girls are silly and this post is stupid... but my dear friends, before you make a face at this article or consider us ludicrous, please go to a public loo (not a stinky one though) and click a selfie.  Only and only then you have a right to call me frivolous and silly else we are free-spirited!