I've been sifting through old photo albums. Pictures from my childhood. You know how biographies of famous people contain at least one picture that is a sign of things to come? An astronaut's album has a picture of him (or her) as a kid, wearing a spacesuit. Or a fuzzy picture of a business tycoon manning a lemonade stand at the age of five etc.
Well, I managed to find two photographs of me at the age of three. In both those pictures, I am comfortably and contentedly perched on a sofa. All right!
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Taare Zameen Par: a two hour-long PSA? But that doesn't quite explain why so many people seem to be going in for repeat viewings.
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I am simply dreading The Party tomorrow. Indian DJs seem to have (suddenly?) discovered electronica. (Correction: they have discovered boring electronica. Most other DJs here still seem to be spinning The Eagles and Def Leppard.) And when those break-beats begin, they like to turn up the volume beyond 10. How am I going to proclaim my undying friendship to drunk strangers and hatch business plans now?
7 comments:
on the sofa?
and in case the volume stays stuck above 10 -- happy new ear :-)
happy new year.
and TR, I'm so happy to have left a fatta on your blog. new ear?! sheesh.
yeah! we will conquer.
Oh-oh, TR is on a roll. Muststophim. Muststophim. And since you aren't on my mail list, enjaai maadi the 2008.
mustophim, mustophim, don't worry mustophim
//Well, I managed to find two photographs of me at the age of three. In both those pictures, I am comfortably and contentedly perched on a sofa. All right!
There's a picture of mine - I think I am 2-3 years old - and I am hanging on a tree. Hmm.. wonder what that means!
To all: sorry for the late response, happy new year and all that.
crime master: you were always meant to be a blood-sucking vampire bat, no?
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