Crash Hot, Rogan Josh!

I've got some news...yeah garam-masalaish HOT news (I'm laughing with a sick look on my face, rather like a paralysed face trying to find it's facial muscles)...infact I'm beginning to think that my life must be the most Bollywoodish (as filmy as Mani Ratnam's brain) and tandoorish (shocking bright orange) surprise on Earth! Do you wanna know what this is all about? Well come a little closer, I'll tell you what it is. Ready? ok so here's the most cringe-worthy news for the year 2007 in Keshi's panipurish calendar (massive but oyeahh hollow!).

Remember I told you that I'll be going to a Bollywood Night soon. Well it's in a months' time. And my sis finally said she's coming along too, and alot of other friends as well. So we have already booked the tickets and are now anxiously waiting for that big spicy Curry night. So guess who drops a massive stink bomb on me? Kinda like a sudden garlic-naan-bread bath? My dear Indian friend R. He rings me the other day and goes, 'Keshi I wanted to tell you this. Hopefully you won't feel bad about this....S is coming to the Bollywood night as well. I hope you don't mind'. Hope you don't mind? Like I have a choice now Mr.R Anaphylactic Sharma! Now you must be wondering who S is? Just guess who he is, if you can...guess guess guess guess guess (now I feel like the founder of Guess watches!)? Can't guess? Well drumroll please...drrr drrr drrrrr drrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! S = Mr.Darcy! Now some of you know who he is...but for those who don't know who he is, he's a guy who fell head over heels in love with me in January at a friend's wedding, asked me out that night itself, wanted to marry me the very next day (he was basically the Hindi movie DDLJ on legs), he even wanted to have babies and immediately build a house for the filmish family (he was the offscreen Shahrukh Khan say for 5 days or so?) , took me to the movies and dinner 2 days after that, and broke up with me within 7 days (twang twaaang twaaaaaaang! sad music plz...), yes and he moved on pretty well too. And the reasons he gave me for it qualifies him to be the Versace of Jerks (told ya I've got Jerk-magnet genes). For the whole story, read my puke-sappy Jan-07 posts Mr.Darcy Meets Keshi, The Happiness Of The Pursuit and A Cinderella Story, in that order. Still puking!

So yeah, Mr.Darcy is gonna be at the same Bollywood event that I've booked tickets for. I'm so not bothered by that, but I know somehow his presence would affect the level of fun I'm gonna have...or the level of fun I'm entitled to have, but I'm not going to let that happen. I have no feelings for him and please don't get me wrong...I'm not going to mock him or make him feel uncomfy. I'd just let him be and I'd try to have the most fun I could, being the girl that I am. Btw he's going to be seated at the same table as us, cos R is the person who purchased all our tickets. R is a friend of Mr.Darcy and R knows what happened in January too. And he also knows that I'm so over it as well, but I have a feeling R is upto some mischief here. Maybe he didn't tell Mr.Darcy that I'm going to be there too. Maybe R is trying to bring Mr.Darcy to this event to rekindle some old sparks? Don't even go there guys, I'm not that stupid or let's say I'm not that desperate...if there's ever going to be any sparks, it'll only be the ones that'll come out when I set Mr.Darcy on fire..like with a matchstick? So maybe he should bring a fire extinguisher with him as his Bollywood Night accessory?

So would Mr.Darcy pass out in R's arms when he sees me at his table? Or would he jump overboard and have a peaceful Sydney Harbor death? Or would he survive the harshest waters and come out alive, just like how Salman Khan would swim out fine even if it's in the middle of the Indian ocean with sharks basically camping on him? Or would Mr.Darcy do the Bhangra so fast like a bhangra-bitten-maniac to avoid looking into my eyes? Would he be able to eat at all cos I'd be sitting across him that might make his Lamb vindaloo go icy cold? Would he bring his mum for protection? Or would he be forced to go the Men's a million times during the night that the boat would run out of toilet paper? Would he drink like a Devdas himself? Or would he start swallowing his fork, spoon and knife not realising he's doing it? Or would he even board the ferry when he sees me at the docks? I think he would be very nervous...I'm saying this cos I know Mr.Darcy very well. He would just become instant butter chicken! Either way I'm going to have fun ;-).

Today's music is one of my old Hindi favs to suit my filmy life. :) btw I love this song so very much. Enjoy!


Current Music: Ay Mere Humsafar from the Hindi movie Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak