Hoisting a flag

While discussing grave matters of enemy foisting,
Our legislators were practicing their own private hoisting

I cannot decide whether to be amused or enraged. Of course, I can't say that I expected better.

Agneepath - Movie Review

Spoiler alert:

I watched a terrible movie today. It was awful. Just awful.

A remake of an old movie, Agneepath is one of the most ugly movies I have seen in a long while. Dialogues are staccato and incoherent. Chopra looks anorexic, helpless and forlorn. Sanjay Dutt looks confused, and I don't know if it was just me, but I thought he looked relieved in the last scene of the movie,. The movie is meme-filled thoug - the sister is nearly raped, yet not, the widowed maa doesn't talk to her son, and villains are bad, bad, bad. Since this was meme-filled enough, I was hoping maaaa would push the final nail in the villain's coffin, but, sadly not. Worst part - the pace of the movie makes it seem like Atal Bihari Vajpayee spoke very fast.

A good thing though: V and I went with W, a Chinese friend, and it afforded us an opportunity to tell her about item numbers, the Ramayan (yes there is a Ramayan reference) and Ganesh Chaturthi.

A ditty to sign off:
I hope to, dear reader, tell you,
Through this poem and review,
That despite the primeval,
Battle against evil,
The movie is lame, so, eschew!

Stereotypes

Of course I speak good English, you moron.

Several people here have expressed surprise (I can only hope it was pleasant) that I speak and write 'well'. Really? In this day and age?

Stereotypes are handy - they are a great way to predict and respond to behaviour you find alien (e.g. eating a tub of ice-cream after you break-up) or amusing. It is nice to see people not be stereotypical; just don't say it.

And while we're at it, I didn't have an arranged marriage.

Karma

Karma catches up.

Home

Free baggage carts. Idlis on demand. One-ways and reverse honks. Businessman. Fab India kurtas and slippers, though it is winter. Mor kozhambu + rasam + beans and carrot curry + raw banana curry + papad + dal + rice for lunch. Cadbury's Silk.
Warmth.
Home.
Oh, India, I miss you.

Inventiveness and a Poetic afflatus

When you don't have a Kirana store down the road, you have copious amounts of parsley, and are generally lazy you become innovative. As have I. Out of green chillies (and thoroughly irritated with the non-spicy chillies available here), I decided to substitute red chillies for green. And add parsley instead of coriander in a dish. To some amazing and visually delightful results.

I made akki rotis with chilli powder. And added some parsley because I had very little coriander. Unlike the usual akki rotis where you have to search and pick out the green chillis, here, you don't have to do that. The roti is uniformly spicy. And the parsley gives you an extra zing.

And the rotis are red.

As a tribute to my inventiveness and the tastiness of the roti, I composed this ditty:

The akkiroti made by iisarayu

Was so nice, that, despite its hue,

It was quickly devoured,

The pan was scoured,

And the praise, well, it isn't undue.

Poetic Afflatus - 6

I hear that Kunal is dating Naina,

A girl she is quite fine-a,

But my beating heart,

Was ripped apart

To hear he could no more be mine-a.