And then God said: ROTFL

I have always maintained that there has never been a comic, parallel to Life. In fact, Incredible Stupidity is now an international religion, playing on a news channel near you. Well, decided, with the New Year, that I owe it to you guys to keep you entertained.

So what do we read this week. Or not. Spiritual Goru* Deep Luck Chopra came out last year with 'Why Is God Laughing?'. Priced at an exorbitant INR 495 and heavily endorsed by Bike B(u)yers in his adjective filled prologue, my Curiosity just piqued. Bike has made me laugh, a lot, specially in his James Bond spoofs and that ogre cartoon movie trilogy with that cute donkey and the cat in boots. Speaking of cats, we know Curiosity usually kills them. Or as my friend puts it, chokes the damn cat with butter, ties rocks to its fours, puts it in a gunny sack and rolls it down the river. :) You get the picture, right?

So Curiosity, she pestered the life of me to know how and why Bike and Deep Luck discovered that God laughed. I caved in. Then Curiosity and I read the bed time story of a comedian, whose loss of the dad opened "exciting doorways of spirituality" and "he understood the power of laughter in its true depth". It took us about 49 days to complete, because it needed a lot of grit and gumption to inch from para to para, and thereby page to page. The things we do for you guys! Anyways, you should know that God was laughing, because after growing 495 bucks poorer with spiritual psychobabble, customised for individuals with the IQ of Paris Hilton, the joke was really on me! Recommended for people who dig read Pamela Andher-sen-sational frontal protruberances.

Sometimes, you really can judge a book by its cover, and a movie by its trailer. So as dutiful followers of Incredible Stupidity, armed duly with a napkin to wipe excess drool, Curiosity, me and my favourite boy went to watch Ghajini. Its a make believe world in Ghajini, where a corporate honcho falls for a pretty chatterbox who dates men without doing her homework. I must be pretty religious or what. I sat through three straight hours watching a woman clueless about a celeb she dates; she sells her car for her "boyfriend", whose identity, credentials, background, ethnicity or life she has no clue about and doesnt care, because he says he's going to his "gaaon" to treat his "ma". He says it, she buys it. Like Jayaprada would have years ago for Jumping Jack Jeetu in some shady flick. She asks him no questions, and tells him no details. even their calls are brief! [What, did I just hear- the perfect woman? Sigh!]

Oh well, Ms. Heroine quite a devout follower of Incredible Stupidity. In fact, while hiding from a bunch of goon-pursuers in her apartment, she does not switch her cell phone to 'silent mode'. Worse, when boyfriend returns her call, she speaks loudly on the cell to her boyfriend from her hiding place and all through this time she doesnt call or text for help! Move over Scientology, Incredible Stupidity is the flavour of the season!

Oh, you expected a review. Here's what I think: Aamir Khan does a fantabulous job of that six packs and making you believe that his memory shelf life is really 15 minutes. But the rest of the cast are either very silly women or Tamil Movie style villains, making it seem rather surreal. With counteracting elements (such as Aamir Khan vs. rest of the cast) the movie really is one big oxymoron. Like a chaste whore? I'd still give it three stars and a one watch, considering there's a conscience that cries Drool-farhamosh!

And, there's good news! Move over sexy bitches kittens, its the march of the behenji brigade! Don't roll your eyes at me, go read TMSS. This should pretty much be the quote of the seaon:

Where Maxim girls are purposefully brainless, we look at a TMSS and say she's hot because she's smart and beautiful".

Oh Thank you, thank you, you metrosexual male. We can now grow fat, not wax, not do our eyebrows, burp, fart and behave like you, in fact legalise PMses... And we'll be a TMSS! :) Suddenly equality doesn't feel like a concept anymore. :)

That said, Scrubs fans can have one more laugh. Episode titled "My Intern's Eyes" has J.D and jingbang in the Cafeteria, and J.D rebuking Omar in shudhdh turkish "o benim muhallebim ömer" to guard his pudding from being stolen. Only Omar paaji is a Singh is Kingg. Jee! I didnt know Turks were Sikhs. Or worse, my mommy certainly didn't tell me that turbaned bearded men were always called Achmed and should be deported from sight. Meh!

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And for you guys wondering who the dickens is Sairekha, I'm a world dominating megalomaniac who has 37 galaxies under my control and bought this blog from Z in Arkhyam Asylum for a lie.

Ok, caught me. I'm outta the closet people, real name and all. :) Till the next rant, this is Sairekha signing off....

Now Listening to:

Miss Independent - Ne-Yo

* Assamese for four legged, milk bearing, religious mammal which is also a source for beef.