Skip to main content

"Life time achievement" award goes to...

...Sohail and Salman Khan for delivering 'quality products' like this one consistently. Main aur Mrs Khanna was so good that you would not have been able to distinguish the expression on my face for those two hours from that of a random dead body.

The obvious questions which must have arisen in you head would be:

1) What the hell was I doing inside a theatre with the well positioned warning sign which read "Sohail Khan Productions-ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK")

2) Am I tired of life and was this an unsuccessful suicide attempt?

The answer is that I went to watch this one out of desperation. In the last 2 and a half months in this city the only movies which I have seen are Love Aaj Kal and Kaminey. I missed Wake Up Sid as I failed to get tickets last Sunday and unfortunately it is not running as it had to make way for the 3 great releases this week Blue, All The Best and Main aur Mrs Khanna. I had already received a very 'positive' review of Blue from my buddy so I dropped that out of my list. So, the choice was tough (just like deciding which way to choose for killing self) and I came up with a very logical way to decide. I counted the number of actors in both the movies and the one with lesser number of torture-inflicting-people won. I though it was a smart choice, but it turned out to be the other way.

I almost died of embarrassment when I bumped into somebody I know just outside the theatre. We looked at each other and smiled and in an unspoken manner promised each other that we would keep secret, our whereabouts on 18th October 2009 Sunday afternoon, from the world.

Comments

kate said…
That was hilarious, stabs. My sympathies. I stay away from all Khan brothers home productions.
20 October, 2009 00:13
Koffee beanzz said…
btw..of the lot, All the Best has got the best reviews :P
20 October, 2009 02:51
Angika said…
Hahaha! This one made me laugh, Shazia :D
20 October, 2009 10:10
JC said…
i started watching this yesterday but closed the window in 5 minutes, then started all the best, its too good...wrong decision stranger...
20 October, 2009 19:33
desihabits said…
Nice post with a pinch of suspense! Keep doing the miracles!!
21 October, 2009 04:34
Unknown said…
Loved the sarcasm dear. :)

Usually, I get that from you in Hindi :D

Angrezi mein padhke accha laga :)
28 October, 2009 06:55
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A poem from childhood...

"Long legged Italy, kicked poor Sicily In the middle of Mediterranean Sea. Austria was Hungary Took a bit of Turkey Fried it in Japan Dipped it in Greece...." I remember only this much. This poem was my first attempt at learning the names of these countries and locating them on the map of the world. And I thought Austria and Australia were same. :-) It's time to confirm that I was wrong at that point of time, some twenty years back...
12 comments
Read more

I like 'Blue'

After working on my thesis (and doing some time-pass) whole night, I happened to peep out of the window and look at the striking shade of blue in the sky. I immediately looked around for my camera. It took some 90 seconds before I could click this photo and in that span of time the coloour of the sky changed a bit. Nevertheless, it is still very near to (but not exactly) the 'blue' which I like. I am neither very fond of a particular colour (except mauve and lilac) or hate a particular colour. I remember that as a child I didn't like 'yellow' at all. As I grew up, in my mind I started associating colours with different things. E.g. I like 'yellow' when it is a flower which I am looking at (and not Tata Nano or any other car). I would never wear a bright-yellow dress, but that doesn't mean I don't like the colour. Similarly, I love certain shades of 'blue' which look best in a sky or in a water body. Looking at any of my favourite colours (or...
5 comments
Read more

The stranger

Like every Mumbaikar, I had been praying for the monsoons to hit the city and provide some respite from the heat that was on a mission to burn us all. Now that the clouds had finally decided to fly in for their annual visit, they seemed to be as angry as the sun. This has been happening every year, leaving us with only two choices, to either drown in our own sweat or to let the ruthless downpour do its job. As the metro approached Andheri station, people started lining up at the door. With the coach nearly empty, I shifted to the corner seat next to the door. I was just two stops and 4 min away from my destination but that didn't stop me from grabbing my favorite seat the minute it got empty. That's how we have become, always running after something better and not appreciating what we already have. It was almost 9 PM. I climbed down the stairs of D N Nagar metro station, clutching my umbrella and feeling tempted to use it to push away the crowd. It didn't take long for...
7 comments
Read more