Today, no Frolic Friday, as I am off to New York for a vacation.
See you next Friday. Cheers!!!
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Frolic Friday – When Deepika’s Cleavage became National Point of Interest
By now, I think everyone is aware of the controversy surrounding Deppika Padukone’s Cleavage (Gosh no matter what way you write about it… it looks dirty) 😛
Still, for those who don’t know… poor innocent souls…. devoid of any drama in their lives…. here are the details.
You know how this Media is. It can make you and it can break you. It will respect you and it will also disgust you. Same happen with Depika Padukone, our very own, top Indian Film actress, when TOI Entertainment did this to her.
Yup! It’s a very awkward angle for a photograph and to top it all, writing something like “OMG: Deepika Padukone‘s Cleavage Show”, no that’s just too much gross. Obviously it disgusted our very own topmost Bollywood Actress, Deepika, who also replied in her tweets, “YES!I am a Woman.I have breasts AND a cleavage! You got a problem!!??” Well said, dear.
Coming to TOI, yes, this is a new low, even for you. It was unnecessary and disgraceful. More importantly, she was on a public platform, promoting her film, and was wearing a damn Saaree, very gracefully. If you or your cameraman will go over the way, this time actually too much over her, to get a top angle so you can catch a glimpse of her cleavage…. Boss, you are pathetic. 😦
You made the matter worse, when you actually make it quite prominent for everybody to look out for her cleavage in these pics, by stating out loud terms like ‘OMG’ and ‘Cleavage Show’. When I saw those pics, I didn’t actually find it offending as there was nothing new, which we have not seen (yes, I am a pervert, and I saw that pic) 😐 Deepika has shown much more in her films and photo-shoots, but the moment you write it as ‘Cleavage Show’, you lost all the credibility. Note to TOI – even if you somehow got an awkward looking picture of a celebrity (Actually exposing some things, not to be exposed), please, do not use derogatory language too. Infact, do not post such pics. Grow Up!!!!
Coming to Deepika – Bravo girl for speaking out and taking a stand. You did the right thing. We as woman should never take it lightly when it comes to maintaining respect and dignity. Not only woman, but actually all the species.
My only question to you – Do you remember these following words, “If I am a public figure and if someone has captured me then I feel I should have been a little careful.” ???
What?? You got amnesia now?
Remember the time when media clicked pics of Katrina Kaif, in bikini, while she was holidaying on a private beach in Spain, with her boyfriend/close friend. Yes, the same time, you said, that celebrities are public figures and they should not cry out foul everytime someone click their pictures. 😛
- Why clicking a picture of Katrina in bikini is okay, while yours in a Saaree is not?
- Why clicking a picture of Katrina on a private trip is okay, while yours on a public platform not?
- Why clicking a picture of Katrina when she is with her boyfriend in her own personal space is okay, while yours when you are promoting your film with media present in full gloom, is not?
- Why clicking a picture of Katrina when she is not aware of any cameraman is okay, while yours when you are fully aware of that your pics are taken, is not?
Your’s cleavage is a cleavage, and Katrina has what, a Taj Mahal there, for everyone to take pic of? 😡
My stand, it was gross and disgraceful for the media to highlight a woman’s (not necessarily Deepika’s or any celebrity’s) cleavage, or any private part. It’s not good journalism, or an appropriate news.
Some are saying, why we can drool over Shahrukh’s abs and not on Deepika’s cleavage? Simple dearie, Shahrukh’s abs is not his private body part (I am not saying it’s public though) 😛 try to focus your camera on his groin. Let’s see how much he appreciates that? Also, remember the hue and cry everyone made on Aamir Khan’s suggestive poster of his upcoming film PK. I loved it BTW. ❤ I love Aamir, clothes or no clothes. 😉
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Wednesday Words – Dedicated to Idealistic Hypocrites
In my life I have got the privilege(yes, I would like it to call it privilege), to meet lots of and different variety of Hypocrites. It’s fun to meet such people, for the sheer point that they are the idiots who keep fueling humor into our dull lives. I love hypocrites; they give me something to talk and laugh about in social gatherings.
Don’t take it the wrong way, but I am a hypocrite too. Just to give you an example I may hate/dislike you but still wherever I will meet you, I will give you a warm welcome and say hi and all the formalities; inside I just want to walk away from you the first moment I can. If I really would have hated you, I won’t even talk to you…. plain. This much of hypocrisy is what we all do. Actually, we have to do, otherwise, we won’t e talking to a lot of people around us. Right??? 😉
Wait, but this post is not dedicated to hypocrites. This one is dedicated to that breed of hypocrites who pretend to be idealistic. This one is not centered around one person, but as they say, “if the shoe fits, be my guest”. 😛
I have also mention, one of my hypocrisies here too…. lets see if you find out which one 😀
Recently, I have got the privilege of experiencing the world’s greatest hypocrite, who always pretended to be full of Indian values… sanskaar, sanskriti and all. Once, he/she (lets just use ‘he’ everywhere, just for the clarity. It could be a ‘she’ too, remember); so this person was like, “Americans/Non Indians have no moral and cultural values, they have no respect for their elders. They leave their parents and lead their own selfish lives….blah blah blah.” Do you know where this person is now??? LOL…. I know you are smart, must have guessed it all… he has shifted to a foreign land, leaving his parents alone to handle everything on their own. Where are your so called Indian Sanskaar now? Facepalm dear.
Same person, different idealism. “Oh schools in foreign are so bad, there is no proper education system. Whatever, Indian schools teach, it can never be learnt in foreign schools. Our(Indian) education system is best, rest of the world is mediocre….blah blah blah.” He now wants to give his son/daughter the best of education, and thus enrolled him/her into a school, which is….. wait for it….. not in India……… by far. Seriously man, grow up!!!
One more idealistic hypocrite – “Oh, we are not into social networking, like facebook, twitter. They are all bullshit, and meant for dramatic people. You know those who like drama in their life and want to show off to the world.” Point taken. Wait, what did I see there…. you are now regularly posting on facebook… pics… daily status…. and all. World is really changing fast. Whoop! 🙄
“We are the perfect couple, so much in love.” Breaking news – your husband is having an affair, with your friend. What, you don’t believe me. Oh, I am wrong, I just wanted to help you. But you are not hypocrite, your husband, who is so much into PDA, and your so called friends, who laugh behind your back; they are hypocrite. BTW, everybody knows. Take care. 😦
Again, same kind of situation, somewhat…. “We are ideal couple on facebook. We will post our mushy mushy pictures daily, and will bombard your timeline with it.” Did I hear it right… you are going through a rough patch and asking for divorce. Take care buddy and just go slow with your social love updates.
“I love my kids. They are the cutest. Infact they are the world’s most beautiful kids. They are my best friends, and I will tell you about them, day in and day out. I will post their numerous pics and if I will talk to you, I will only talk about my kids……” wait, I have kids too, and they are as beautiful as yours, if not more. Why this competition? Hypocrisy, because you think, only your kids are beautiful. (well, I guess we can not call it hypocrisy, it’s called motherhood) 😐
“I am so good with people. I have done only good deeds. I have never hurt anyone in my life. Why does everyone hates me? …..” you don’t know why? Ask me. Because you are so full of s&%t. Seriously, grow up. First be a good person, don’t show, that you are good, be one. You have always pretended that you are good. In reality, you always talk negative of others. You enjoy, if something bad happen to people around you. That’s not done.
“I am so naive and sweet. I speak like a doll. I am so polite. I am like idle bahu, or shall I say, bholi bhaali ladki, sweet and simple….. ” no dear, you are not. I have heard you so many times screeching at the top of your lungs. You are only polite when you are talking on phone. In reality, you have a totally different accent/voice/mannerism whatever you may call it. But you are a different person when you are on phone. Please don’t talk to me like this. I feel like I am talking to a dumb barbie doll, who only says haanji (yes and no) everytime.
I wanted to write so much more…. but control. Control yourself. I am sounding more and more like I am bitching about people. I am a hypocrite too. I am writing about all the things, which I do not want to see in people, but still I am enjoying writing about it. I am like biggest of all. I am a Hypocrite and I am a proud one, because I accept, what I am, publicly. Full-stop now.
Adios!!!
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Saturday Scroll – Quote by Tao Te Ching
“If you want to become whole, let yourself be partial.
If you want to become straight, let yourself be crooked.
If you want to become full, let yourself be empty.
If you want to be reborn, let yourself die.
If you want to be given everything, give everything up.” ~ Tao Te Ching
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Frolic Friday – Curious Case of King Henry VIII, himself
King Henry VIII, was the second Monarch of Tudor dynasty. He was King of England from 21 April, 1509 until his death by 28 January 1547. King Henry was famous for two main reasons – one for separating Church of England from Roman Catholic Church; and second reason, he was most notoriously famous for, was his Six Wives and their fate bestowed by King Henry. Earlier posts were dedicated to Six Wives of King Henry VIII. Today, we are giving King Henry a chance to put forward his version of story.
I am King Henry VIII, The King of England. Actually, I was the King, now I have heard there is a Queen ruling My England. :O
I was born to Henry VII of England, and Elizabeth of York, on 28th June, 1491. I was second in line to the throne, having my elder brother Arthur, but Arthur demise changed the equation and I became the King, after my father King Henry VII, died in 22nd April, 1509. I don’t want to gloat much but I was the best King, England has ever seen…. 😎
You may or may not have anything else to do, but I have some important business to attend to (have to play execution with my graveyard friends), so I will directly come to point. I am disgusted by the way, my Six Queens have described me, in earlier posts. So, here I am clearing everything, once and for all… although I know there is no such need, because I am a King. 😛
- Catherine of Aragon, my first wife. I married her out of pity, she was my brother’s widow, and was 6 years elder to me. Actually, it was easier for me to marry her and keep the political alliance intact, and also, she was pretty. ❤ I loved her. It was a happy marriage. We loved each other. She was a perfect wife, and a perfect Queen. Coming to think of it, I still love and respect her. I would not have married anyone else, if I would have been an ordinary person, not a King. A king needs heir. A male child. This was the only problem with my marriage to Catherine. She didn’t gave me a male child. Now, when I think of it, my two daughters Mary and Elizabeth have proved a better monarch than my son Edward. Alas, at that time, Mary was not sufficient for me. I wanted to have a son, and I decided to marry second time. One other factor, I fall in love with someone else – Anne Boleyn. Now, tell me, was it my fault that a king must have a prince a heir, which Catherine didn’t gave me. I left her, only because of that. It’s not my fault, you see. Even if it was my fault, well, I was The King, and a King can do no wrong. 😉
- Anne Boleyn, my second wife, and my second love too. I loved Catherine, but when I first laid my eyes on this graceful, elegant dancer in my court, my jaw dropped. My God, she was beautiful. Who could not be smitten by her raw beauty? I was. Most importantly she knows how to flirt and keep her man on toes? I was blown away. I proposed and she put condition. She wanted to be Queen, and I wanted to be her King. I divorced Catherine, although it took almost 6-7 years, but it did happened finally. Only problem, she failed just like her predecessor, in giving me a male heir. Also, she used to interfere a lot in my kingly affairs. How could I tolerate that? I wanted to get rid of her. My courtiers helped me in maligning her and later in executing her for high treason. 😦 I feel bad about this now, but a king has to do, what he has to do. Also, I was in love again, with my, to be third wife. So, Anne has to go, no matter what. 😐
- Jane, dear Jane…. Oh My Jane. Love of my life. I loved you Jane and still do. Jane was my third wife, and only one who gave me what I was longing for from decades – a male heir, Edward, my son. She was as plain as her name, but she was pretty enough for me to fall in love with her. She was an ideal wife. She was quiet, never interfered in my affairs. Never even objected when I courted other ladies. Above all, gave birth to my only son, Edward. Pity, she died soon after that. Some say, that I didn’t take care of her. What the hell am I supposed to do? She was a Queen, had all the maids, servants to help her. Why the hell, she would have needed me? I was the King. A King don’t have time to take care of his wife. He has to take care of his realm, you know. If she died within days of giving birth to my son, than it must have been her poor genes, not my carelessness. 😎
- Anne of Cleves, my fourth wife. She was my one and only arranged marriage bride. Clearly, arrange marriage was not for me. I didn’t even had the privilege of seeing her in person before signing up marriage contract, can you believe that? 😡 but, believe me when I say, that she was nothing like her portrait that Holbein made of her. She was plain. Didn’t knew to play music, or to sing, knew no card games, not even knew how to flirt…. 😮 Moreover, she didn’t liked me either. For her, I was this ill, smelly, old man. I was not the handsome young King, anymore. How could I bear that? I despised her. I was feeling suffocated in that marriage, didn’t even consummated my marriage. How could I? 😡 I asked her for divorce, and she readily agreed to it. Guess, she was also eager to move out of this marriage. It was a happy ending for both of us. So, happy, that I declare her my Sister, and gave her all the money and status to fulfill all her needs. She was the only wife of mine, who stayed happy. 😀
- Catherine Howard, my rose without thorns, my fifth wife. She was everything that any old man wish for in a woman. She was young, almost 17, when I fall in love with her. I immediately married her. She was sexy, young and a novice girl. Yes, a girl she was, not a Queen. That was my mistake. Everything should have been alright, if I would just have treated her like a girl, and used her, rather than making her Queen of England. She was young and wild, not to be tamed, and she did just what girls of her age do – fall in love over and over. She was the Queen, still she couldn’t resist the charm of young love, and fall for my young groom, Thomas Culpeper. She cheated on a King. How could anyone in the world survive this? She didn’t. I executed her. She deserved it. I still remember the way she came running towards me, screaming from the top of her lungs for forgiveness, but she had cheated on me, how could I ever forgave her? Never. Not as a husband, never as a King. 😡
- Catherine Parr, my sixth and final wife. I got married to her, nor because it was love, neither it was arranged, but rather because I needed a wife like her. She was twice widowed, without any kids, but a caring soul. She was half of my age, but still she was a lady of grace, not a silly girl, like Catherine Howard. She was gentle and polite. She was like a nurse to me. She nursed me well and nurture my kids too. She also handled my realm as a regent in my absence. She was just perfect for me at that time. But, foolishness seems to be the trait of all the girls I married. This one too, took the liberty with her life, by debating me in religious matters. It was necessary to show her place to this woman, and thus I issued warrant against her. She would have gone the same way her predecessors went, if she hadn’t came to her senses and apologized for her unwisdom. I was not only her husband but her King too, she had to treat me like a God and not debate with me. Foolish girl. She survived my wrath. 😐
Those were my six wives, I could have married more… I would have loved to, but my illness prevented me. I was a man longing for love and solace. I found it somewhat in Jane, but like each time, my happiness were always short lived. I was always alone. A lone King. Although I married six times, but I was never satisfied in love. I may have loved my wives or maybe it was just an illusion, I wonder. If given a chance, I think, I would prefer to be a loving husband, than to be an insecure and tyrant King.
My Journey So Far.... 