Tuesday, February 23, 2010

BH and the Kingfisher calendar

On Saturday, BH was the proud owner of the Kingfisher calendar. I say 'was the proud owner' because it doesn't bring him joy anymore. I scoffed at it so much and forced him to concede that while it wasn't cheap and smutty, it certainly wasn't art, or hot either, for that matter!
Also told him in no uncertain terms that there was no way I would allow him to put it up on our walls. Hello, don't want my house to look like a licqour store! Besides the maids may think he's a Shiny Ahuja in the making. I think that devious line of argument made him wearily give up on it completely.

Poor BH, the calendar now lies in its original wrapper at the top of the cupboard. He promises to give it to someone who will appreciate it more. Like a hormonally-charged teenager for example!

Friday, February 12, 2010

Here kitty, here here kitty!

The Shiv Sena came out as losers in the state elections, but that's nothing compared to what they're looking like now: domesticated cats. Am shocked (and delighted) that CM Ashok Chavan called their bluff and delivered. Now I'm looking at him (AC) with interest and a spot of respect as well. So much better than former CM Vilasrao Deshmukh, who would have wrung his hands helplessly like Lady Macbeth after she lost her marbles and made us suffer. I'm thrilled that Mumbaikars rushed to see MNIK - not only because it showed the Shiv Sena how little we care about them, but because I'll never have to see the movie myself as a gesture of citizen support, whew. Fact is, I'm more frightened of Karan Johar movies than of the Shiv Sena.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Getting fonder and fonder of Rahul Gandhi

His milk teeth have finally been replaced, and he has revealed his bite. Good showing! And while I'm getting fonder of him, I'm getting progessively sicker of our TV news anchors. Have decided that I cannot bear their yelping anymore. Nor can I bear the usual suspects they trot out for debates and sound bytes. Alyque Padamsee looks like he's been soaked in formaldehyde and has an ancient skunk carcass draped over his head; the very sight of Shobhaa De makes me gag after her old interview with Karan Thapar on the MNS issue - she came off very poorly in that one; Prahlad Kakkar's standard unconventional act bores me to tears; Mahesh Bhatt is okay - at least he sounds intelligent. The problem is, the minute we see them, we know EXACTLY what they're going to say about ANY issue.
Why can't we see different faces and hear different voices?