Snarkiness from Aamir!
And veiled snarkiness from the Big B.
The gloves are off. The knives are out. Stardust and Filmfare will have to shut shop at this rate. I mean...if the stars can say everything they want to on their own space (with no chance of saying they were misquoted), why would they grant Cine Blitz an interview?
I for one, will cry tears of blood when that happens. I was an avid reader of Stardust and Fimfare back home in India. Once every month, my friend and I would head to Papillon. Our favorite "beauty parlor". And we'd get all the things that girls have done every month, done. And while we were being pampered with pedicures we'd read Filmfare. I couldn't stand Femina or Cosmo. I much preferred reading about Kareena Kapoor's cold war with Preity Zinta than some armchair psychologist's advice on how to make your struggling marriage work.
I remember that I never actually believed those gossipy rags for the longest time. I thought they were making stuff up. Then Sridevi went and married Boney Kapoor. That did it for me. If they weren't lying about that, there's no way they were lying about anything else. After that I believed everything they wrote like it was the gospel truth.
And veiled snarkiness from the Big B.
The gloves are off. The knives are out. Stardust and Filmfare will have to shut shop at this rate. I mean...if the stars can say everything they want to on their own space (with no chance of saying they were misquoted), why would they grant Cine Blitz an interview?
I for one, will cry tears of blood when that happens. I was an avid reader of Stardust and Fimfare back home in India. Once every month, my friend and I would head to Papillon. Our favorite "beauty parlor". And we'd get all the things that girls have done every month, done. And while we were being pampered with pedicures we'd read Filmfare. I couldn't stand Femina or Cosmo. I much preferred reading about Kareena Kapoor's cold war with Preity Zinta than some armchair psychologist's advice on how to make your struggling marriage work.
I remember that I never actually believed those gossipy rags for the longest time. I thought they were making stuff up. Then Sridevi went and married Boney Kapoor. That did it for me. If they weren't lying about that, there's no way they were lying about anything else. After that I believed everything they wrote like it was the gospel truth.
I miss reading that stuff here. Reading the same stuff on Rediff doesn't quite cut it. Besides, you can't really enjoy the pictures unless you can flip through the pages at leisure. But I think the blog version is kinda fun. They are bitchy. They are putting themselves out there. I like. I can't be reading "The origins of genome architecture" all the time, y'know. A girl needs some light frothiness. A Latte if you will. As opposed to an espresso.
I'm currently ODing on lattes. After the last 10 days or so, I don't plan on ever having an espresso again. Ever.
I'm currently ODing on lattes. After the last 10 days or so, I don't plan on ever having an espresso again. Ever.
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