crap crap crap

That's how you feel when you are thirty something and 'believe' you are this super mature, cynic evolved literary person, but find out you are not.
In fact am the exact opposite. Super teeny-girly, crazy romantic, trashy novel reader.

Am reading Zoya Factor by Anuja Chauhan. Which is not a great literary or interesting read. But a M&B. where hero is from Cricket world (M S Dhoni, I believe) and heroine from ad world.
The two meet, fight, but are drawn to each other. They try to resist but fate brings them together again and again.

The point is not the novel. But the fact that after being comfortably married for 5 years hopefully in a steady relationship, 'romance' even in a novel causes my pulse to race. I put down a perfectly decent historical book and devour (yep devour) the MB.

Am I not supposed to be past it? Am I not supposed to have enough romance in my own life to live off dregs from a novel? Why does marriage replace romance with companionship?

I know what you did last summer

Recently, while planning a trip to Goa I was checking traveler reviews for a particular hotel (infinitely truer and more insightful than travel and hotel sites). I came across this complete gem

.... it's a very romantic property. But while the rooms are spacious, the bath tub in the bath room can only accomodate one person at a time...
Sunitha (name changed) Bangalore

here's how

Being a loser arts (humanities) student there are few things the workings of which I can comprehend. So when I do comprehend one, tis a big deal.
Big enough to write about.
Recently I learnt the science behind one diet food.
Namely, Barista Slimmer smoothie.
It simply tastes awful. So awful that in case you buy it, post one sip you don't have any more.
No drink. No calorie. Perfect slimming recipe.
Q.E. D.

three cheers for global warming

Environmentally un-friendly. Ignorant. Or plain stupid.
Call it what you will, but I'm a fan of this current bout of good weather.
It makes me happy not sweaty.
It makes me singy not shouty.
It makes me breezy not melty.
So sorry farmers, crops, scientists, and all other citizens of planet earth.
Yippie Yo Global warming

I know being over the hill is not such a bad thing. During the show (mtv scooty teen diva, ref previous post) these are a few questions that the younglings answered thus:

Q. Name a phone that has a colour and fruit in its name?

A (by PYT) Orange

A (By ol'me) Black berry

Q Who wrote India's national Anthem?

A (by PYT, almost instant) Subhash Chandra Bose

A (ol'me)Ok Ok old age is not so bad

PS: Rabindra Nath TAgore

I know I'm over the hill because:
This weekend I happended to see Teen Diva on MTV and was mighty jealous of all the contestants. I kept squealing "they are so young. They are so young".

You know you are old when you see a marble lying on the road and you don't bend to pick it up.