The Chronicles Of Alok - The Mirror, The Ohri And The Bra.

Seems like Harry Potter's the flavor of the blogosphere (surprise, surprise). I think, I've outgrown Harry in the last few years, I will read the last book, but only to complete what I've started. Not that there's much to read anyways, since Mumbai Mirror took it upon themselves to f*&k it up for everyone. Seriously Mirror, GO RAPE YOUR MOTHERS, YOU INCESTUOUS SLUTS. YOU FUCKING WHORES ARE GOING TO BURN IN HELL AND THEN YOUR INTESTINES ARE GOING TO BE FORCE FED TO YOU. HOPEFULLY, YOU'LL WALLOW IN SHIT AND EAT CRAP. I hate tabloid journalism.
The Revenge Of The Ohri - Imagine, it's the beginning of the weekend. You've set yourself up for a Prison Break Marathon. No breaks in between, just the way you like it. The drinks are cold and the grub is hot. The ice cream is chilling in the fridge and 11 episodes of prison break are queued for playback. Can existence be any more blissful? Suddenly after the end of the 5th episode, you feel like you've just crashed into another parallel existence. The actors, the music, the set and the main plot is all the same but it's all disoriented, disjointed. Dazed and confused, you review your play list, only to discover that the 6th episode was sneakily not given to you. Oh well, you accept that life's given you one of it's legendary kick on the balls and sit back and immerse the remaining weekend into the comfort of your life saver, the PS2.
It seems college, while providing plenty of fodder for the mundane, has a stunting effect on my creativity. I guess that's just the definition of an engineering college. Oh well, only one more year and the worst mistake of my life will blow by, sweet!!
Went and saw Zodiac the other day. It was a decent movie, certainly doesn't deserve a 8/10. It's horrendously long and indecently boring, but as far as a historical portrayal of a still at large, now defunct, criminal goes, it's highly watchable.
Just read today that the humble bra is celebrating it's centenary. We all know how important it is to the fairer sex, what with all the push up and the padding bra, then the ever comfy sports bra and the required strapless or transparent one to go along with that little black dress. All said and done however, kudos to the bra for occupying such a prominent place in the male mental constitution. Since, we were kids the bra was THE piece of clothing. I guess it's the one thing that women wear exclusively. Also, it covers the most beautiful and womanly part of her anatomy, and as kids, boy oh boy, the bra was special. A hidden fascination about it is also nurtured by the fact that it's got so many forms. There's the sports bra, the push-up bra, the transparent bra and lingerie etc. Also there's just so many sizes which chicks refer to, but which to us are just hidden codes. I mean, who the hell knows the difference between 24B and a 36A and all the millions of permutations and combinations that abound. The bra is a cultural icon too, what with such legendary songs alluding to it, such as "Choli Ke Peeche Kya Hain" (I know that "Choli" means blouse, but trust me, that's not how it was understood) etc. It's genuinely hard to think of a piece of everyday clothing in history that has fascinated the male sex so much. Ironically, all us guys seem to be desperate to reach that one piece of clothing, but most lack the know-how to open it with one hand. I mean, you would think that after so much preparation to reach the aforementioned piece of clothing, one would have spent time on studying how to unlock it. Anyways, most chicks make too much of a deal out of the entire "open-it-with-one-hand-and-don't-fumble-around" issue. So here's to the bra, the single most fascinating piece of clothing, an item which has, is and always will be occupying a prominent position on the female body and the male mind.
That's about all from here. Thanks for reading. Cheers.