Of course, what I've actually been doing couldn't be further removed from that. I have spent days having my brains chewed by a random assortment of people. Apart from that, I've been up to the following...
Watched 'Inception'. I'm not going to discuss the movie here. I'll just say that I was part of that vast majority of people who did NOT get the movie when they watched it. I had been warned that it's a Matrix-type movie - difficult to understand - but I ignored the warnings b/c I "get" movies, you know. I had no idea I was in for such a strange, yet ass-kicking movie.
Hats off to Chris Nolan for thinking of something so out there, yet so intelligent. It was the dream-within-the-dream-within-the-dream-within-the-dream bit that confused me. Then, with the help of Google and a friend who had actually understood the movie, I put the pieces together. And voila! I figured the movie out! Ta-da!! And yes, I love Leo :)
Have you seen the new Sony Vaio ad? The one where Kareena Kapoor changes her dress as she walks with a Sony Vaio in her hand, and the laptop changes covers to match the color of her dress? I like! Like the concept, like the music, like the execution. Now only if Airtel Digital gave their advertizing contract to the same agency as Sony Vaio. "Yellow se mujhe meri girlfriend yaad aati hai". WTF! Does she perpetually suffer from jaundice or what?
I had a wonderful Saturday after a very long time. Just the kind of Saturday I love. Lunch, followed by coffee & desserts, followed by an impromptu haircut, followed by book shopping. I picked up the last book in the 'Shopaholic' series (Shopaholic & Baby), The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13 3/4, and an Agatha Christie.
The haircut, this is what it's like except the 'bangs' are a little shorter. Maybe I should've gone for longer bangs! Hmmm....
The girl in the picture is a hair model. Ce n'est pas moi!
I am addicted to Agatha Christie! Hercule Poirot, to be precise. I just started reading her and am already on my third consecutive book. And I've bought the fourth.
At first I couldn't make up my mind about whether I liked it. I mean, of course Poirot is brilliant but the thing with detective novels/mysteries is - as far as I am concerned anyway - that I like to work along with the person solving the case (in my mind, of course :) to unravel the mystery. I like to put the clues together myself to arrive at my own guess on who the criminal is, and I'm curious to know whether my guess is right. But the thing with Poirot is that the clues/facts that help you build the case aren't visible to you as the story goes along. Rather, they're concealed in Poirot's mind and are laid out infront of you only towards the end when Poirot explains how he identified the criminal. You feel like a mere observer.
Inspite of that I'm addicted to Poirot. Also, I find his English so funny! He'll say "I thank you" instead of a simple "thank you", "see you" instead of "you see", he'll refer to inanimate objects as "he/him" (such as "I'm trying to remove this stain on my suit but he refuses to go away!"). It's very cute! And then there's Captain Hastings, Poirot's co-detective (self-appointed, I presume). He thinks of himself as a very gifted detective when he's actually quite pathetic.
I've found an innovative way of fighting Sunday evening blues. Go work out! Be it the gym, or a walk or jog...almost any kind of exercise works. The rush of endorphins will drive the blues away. Try it.