Cartoons, observational comedy, situational humour and satire.
Phil Collins tells me that, A friend’s mother imparts the following wisdom on men and marriage, “Don’t expect any kind of sense for about 3 years. After that they kind of settle down.” PATIENCE is a virtue, apparently a prized one for a woman. Me? I never met a man…
What happens to a normal, decent nice guy going about his blameless life when he meets misnomers who are misogynist? How easily they all turn.
Like every good Mumbaiker, I would spend about an hour and half commuting to work each morning. Once I got in, I’d perch on my chair, waiting for my colleague to arrive. She’d walk in about 10 minutes later, switch on her computer, rearrange her desk and give me a…
This Telegraph article made me laugh. I quote: “You have beautiful eyes” was by far the most used compliment, picked by almost a quarter of all men, but only the third most successful. The least used line was “You have beautiful ears”, which was also the second least effective line…
Among other things, I’ve been discovering the joys of vanity since I quit my job and have had a lot more time to myself. It’s quite wonderful, caring for oneself and looking good-feeling good. Mr.Everyday, on the other hand, is determined to win the title for ‘Most Likely to Be…
A case of Emderatology: Close to midnight on Saturday, the coffee server on duty reported two dead people in the shop.
It is hard being a woman. The whole multi-tasking thing is starting to fire on us in a beeg way and I have a sneaky suspicion that men are sniggering at us from behind their hands (or err, gadgets).
Francois Sagan did say, “I like men to behave like men. I like them strong and childish.” The proverbial honeymoon comes to an end (proverbial, I said. That means its metaphorical, people. I retain my ‘unmarried girl’ status). Life with Mr.Everyday means some rainy days among the sunshine. The wonderfuller-than-life…
Movies are a complicated business these days. There is the hysteria of the Fridaygoer who will all but maim in a bid to get to the box office first and then spend most of the movie updating his Facebook status from his phone. Then there’s the desperate reek of a…
The boyfriend. The friend. The meeting. The verdict. The reaction to the verdict. The conversation thereafter. At what point do I notice that I’ve overthunk?