Towards Zero (by Agatha Christie) very cleverly uses Poirot, without him
being physically present in the story. For that alone (and the dedication), the
book is worth it.
I re-read Crooked House (by Christie, who else). I generally never
remember plot points, especially of a book that I read only once, way back in
school. I remembered this one though-may be because when I read it first, the
only kid-detectives I knew were in the Enid Blyton-created world. Would I
recommend it?
Ummm... what kind of a stupid question is that?
Speaking of stupid, I chose Calcutta to spend my Christmas-New Year
break, over Bombay.
Two weekends back, I went to Jaipur. Sight-saw Amer Fort, where the
guide pulled me up for not paying enough attention. Had cups of chai to relieve
a head ache (I am getting so old). Re-lived a lot of memories with a childhood
friend. She called the Dhoom franchise a five year employment-guarantee scheme
for Uday Chopra and Abhishek Bachchan.
I liked Dhoom 3 (to nobody's surprise).
Why is Silver Linings Playbook such a great film? I didn’t root for the
protagonists at all, didn’t understand how Tiffany was mentally ill, and found
the “twist”, where Pat realises that Tiffany had written the letter extremely…for
the lack of a better word…lame.
Why can’t people be old and frail without being worriers/ naggers?
I was getting sick of doing drills in guitar class, so my tutor showed
me how to play the Karz tune. Also “Ajeeb dastan hai yeh”. He was going to show
“Chura liya hai tumne jo” too but my co-learner put her foot down at that. I
can’t actually play any of these since I do not practise.
The other day I roamed around aimlessly in Gurgaon’s cyber-city. Still hate
it.
Why can’t I do a PhD in Agatha Christie studies?
