Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Friday, February 25, 2011

Abeer Appropriates!

. dont you just love the feel of carpet grass?

. is there anything more special than seeing kiron kher smile? i think not.

. ratna pathak looks amazing with silver hair. id like to think that i too, would look with nice grey, silver-y hair. o my ghod, i cant WAIT to grow old!

. i just know it. that when i get married, im going to be that bride who, while being asked by the kazi, if i accept (3 times over), will end up answering the kazi 'i accept' 2 times, but keeping the kazi (and dude who im going to marry) waiting before i say it the third time. just so people (and dude who im going to marry) heave a sigh of relief when i do finally say 'i accept'. because im a drama mama like that!

. is it just me or does the sentence above sound a little grammatically off?

. i know one thing for sure. my funeral is probably going to be one of the most awesome ones you've ever attended. everyone will wear colourful clothes and they will all be laughing at me and my ways!

. my papa hates it when i say 'and stuff', 'pissed off' and 'bucks'. go figure.

. Abeer Yusuf- Lighting Up Your Life Ji. 
I came up with that. I have my own tagline now. Isnt that so cool?

. when i came back, my papa was like, 'dyou know how much the phone bill was in your absence, in 2 months?' and i was like, 'how much?' he goes, '2 ringgit' (24 rupees or summat). when i was around, the phone bill would inevitably reach 150-200 ringgit. i responded, 'well, i was all for staying back in bombay and not increasing your phone bill, but you're the one who wanted me back. now you're going to have to pay!'

. am i the only human being who has noted something absolutely hilarious in the side profile pictures of captains for upcoming World Cup matches? Dear Graphics team covering the WC, they look like side profile mug shots!

. i finished dona nicanora's hat shop in like 2 days. ive completed 2 books in 5 days. i feel like im getting my mojo jojo back.

. there is a song in a movie called Anjaana Anjaani. Anjaana Anjaani means Stranger (Male), Stranger (Female). theres the title track, which is obviously Anjaana Anjaani. now whats of interest is that there's this particular lyric in the song which goes, 'I met a boy and his name is Anjaana/I met a girl and her name is Anjaani'. just think about this logically. what kind of parent would name their child, stranger?

. udaan has the best soundtrack hands down. pity it takes 7 filmfare awards for a movie of that splendour to be visible. also, would anyone have a copy of A Hard Day's Night? or Seriously Funny Kids? or The President is Coming? if the last title rhymes with a porn movie of a similar title, no, i dont want that, i want the Hindi movie. please and thank you.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Abeer Appropriates!

. i left home, for home. i dont quite like the feeling of being back home for the first time in my life. something about falling back into the same grind of things and dealing with demons of a domestic fashion.

. i would like to invent a quote. that quote would be something to this effect- 'for everything good that happens, something equally bad takes place'.

. i have learnt that from experience. so i had a really horrible time with the graduation dress episode, which i havent been able to talk to anyone about, but this really awesome thing happened because of which it was all okay in the end. however, in place of that, ive forgotten my entire pink folder which contains ALL my certificates and allocades. ugh!

. we came by Air Asia. obviously there was no inflight entertainment. i was trying very hard while at home to finish that awesome book, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society book, but it wasnt working out because of the insane load of work we had. i think its quite sad that it took me a plane ride depleted of in-flight entertainment to read a book. but it was such good fun, that when i read a particular line, i started laughing my head off, and this firaang sitting perpendicularly opposite in front of me, kept staring back.

. everytime i laugh while reading a book, i feel like this man.

. and everytime i see that man, i wonder what book he was reading.

. i will dance to these songs to my wedding- the dhinchak one, and the lyrical one.

. back to the original topic. i was halfway through the book when i began reading it in the plane, and the uncle sitting next to me was reading a Grisham, entitled The Confession i think. i talked to him a little, just little tittle-tattle Abeer-style, offered him candy that Mama passed to me, and he asked me what book i was reading. i passed it onto him to read, and he fell in love with it too. he now has the book, is in KL for 7 days and will return the book when he's done with it.

. because only a book-devourer knows the value of a good book.

. i love uttering the phrase 'in my unesteemed and uneducated opinion'. i try and include it everywhere i need to project my opinion. its such a pseudo-humble phrase, its gives you the passport to be completely irrational and bigoted. in my unesteemed and uneducated opinion at least.

. i was kind of offered 2 jobs by 2 media channels. blessed, i am. AH.

. india is awesome because indians make Parle-G biscuits.

. i love Kit Kats.