Yup. It has indeed come to that. One has to pick. Can't have both! If you live in the city, especially Mumbai, there is no time for sex. Simple! Especially during the monsoons. The weather outside is seriously wretched.... but I love it! It's one of those hard to explain Mumbai quirks ( if you love Mumbai, you must love the monsoon). THE movie to see in desperately awful weather like this is 'Sex and the City' , which should be retitled 'Sex in the City', since there is no way sex can happen in the suburbs, given the present commute time, and that's before the flooding of tracks starts and all our worthy Municipal stalwarts act like they have no previous knowledge or experience of heavy rains disrupting life in our metropolis! 'What?? Have the trains been cancelled?? What? What? There is knee deep water everywhere? Oh... better to declare a holiday and stay home for a week. What to do? We are not knowing when rain is coming or going jor jor se.... how it is our fault? We are not bhagwan. You peoples are unnecessarily blaming... take umbrella and go. Don't trouble again with all this faltu talk." Get the picture?
I'm definitely getting the picture. Two pictures, actually. Watching 'Sex...." tomorrow and 'Sarkar Raj' on sunday. Three Bachchans for the price of one ticket. Let's hope Big Mouth Ramu is more in control this time. Or else, it will be 'chhutti buddy", and then where will the man go?
Strange thing about Ramu. He manages to hook amazing girls. Ramu!!! You know what I mean? Urmilla was but one of them. Now here's a thoroughly modern Millie, who knows her onions and chops them into her batata poha . What was she doing with Ramu?? Let's not ask. I shudder to think. On the other hand,look what happened when she waltzed away - she is still waltzing, but solo and minus any great roles. I guess being Ramu's woman has its advantages - but really, would any talented, beautiful girl want them that bad?
I am about to light a really special aroma candle ( bought from Paradise Studio, one of the world's most aesthetic lifestyle stores. And it is in Colombo). Why? The rains have that effect on me. Others eat bhajiyas and bhuttas, and talk rubbish about enjoying cups of steaming ginger tea (note: their tea is always steaming). I like listening to opera and sipping Chablis (just made that up. For effect). Seriously, I am concerned about the rain. It is way too early and way too heavy. And we definitely don't want a repeat of the old nightmare. If the city fathers remain indifferent this year, let's drag them out of their dry and comfy offices for a taste of the real thing. Hands up, if you want to join me...