Money for nothin..

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TVs

Do you remember the next few lines? Knopfler's homophobic? Of course. Just a random thought, as it is playing somewhere.

Anyway, 'was reading an old edition of Business Week today which says 78% of the young people think that money is less important than personal fulfillment when it comes to a career. That is 3 outta four people telling me something I find gladdening. I would like to believe that survey. I sincerely do. One day, I ll let a red colored German automobile pass by, and smile to myself "Us scurvy scallywag sailors need no wheels, capt'n". God bless. Till that day though, I shall have my whims about me.

Talking about whims.. I saw this really bad semi-biographic movie yesterday - which is QT's favorite 2005 movie, reportedly. It was painfully amusing to watch Keira Knightley play the bounty hunter. In fact, it is probably the worst casting ever, which includes.. Ms. Rai's in the Dhoom sequel. Why Tony, why? Just when you were quizzing yourself, which Scott brother is better. Seriously.. why?!

Sometimes I think I should go ahead and make my own movies and watch them. Hmm.. lemme see.. I ll probably have some protagonist called Nina Herby Jarfunkaram, who has a history of rhinitis medicamentosa and herbarium paranoia. She writes a novel titled, "Why can't I smell my neighbour's bush?" The book never takes off and is thrown into the "Buy 3 for Rs. 200" section. A recently divorced therapist from Mumbai, finally gets his hands on it, "It's for my friends in the book club", he tells the counter lady with crimson danglers, with a blush. Severely disappointed at the contents, he later reviews teh book in the society mag as a crap dump debasing the freedom in the literary world, leading to an uproar from certain communities, who never read the book. The fundamentalists get a sniff of the issue, with their leader Zushma Baraj freaking out on national print, "It was so cheeky, I refused to read past the title." she declared. The fairly petulant activists, still disgruntled at being underpaid for the last theatre job refuse to stage a protest, but soon enough started torching down the bookstores, when someone cried out it has something to do with Deepa Mehta. The book however goes on to become a best seller in UK, hailed by the gay community as the harbinger of the new age invertive writing. "I did not understand some bits where she quotes in Hindi, but Monty, my partner says it is enlightening" says one of them. It's eventually picked up by a major production studio in CA and is made into a movie with Keira Knghtley as the Indian woman who at the age of 38, becomes a best selling author across the oceans. Nina finally appears on the news channels sniffling, ".. but it's just a book about my struggle with the nasal congestion and allergies".

Yea.. it will sink at the BO. And it is offensive. May be, I ll stick to watching shitty movies.

Tailpiece: Holiday season's here. And people are getting lazier by the day. Skipped work yesterday coz was stuck in NY all afternoon. Came back home. Played poker all night; lost. Got up late, cursed self. Walked gingerly up to the office by 12. Half the office was empty. Holiday season's here. And people are getting lazier by the day!!