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Tuesday, March 9, 2021
Frown Mode.
Monday, February 1, 2021
Catechism Diaries!
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My son has been attending virtual Catechism classes on the weekends, thereby inviting a lot of displeasure from his father who is propagating atheism albeit only verbally. The spouse's actions contradicts every single word he ever says and it does not surprise or annoy us anymore. He always supplies examples of great men (Steve Jobs being the single and only example) being atheists and when we are in our hometown, kneels oh-so-religiously near the altar at the church.
The kiddo missed some Catechism classes because I overslept on
some weekends. By the way, I work really hard on weekdays and put up with a lot
of morons which is mentally exhausting, so I am allowed to sleep in on
weekend. Even the Bible says that you need rest at the end of the week, and of
all the people, the holier-than-thou Catechism teacher should know that.
One day, his Catechism teacher called me and demanded an
explanation as to why the kiddo missed the class. I could have blamed it on
network connectivity or laptop malfunction but hey, it is the weekend and I
have taken off from all forms of brain activity. I blabbered something which
she mistook as some form of acceptance and she started an interrogation session
with me which resulted in me maintaining complete silence at the other end of
the line. The lady had to say 'hello' multiple times to check whether I went
into a coma during her zero hour.
This incident ruffled some feathers of the wannabe atheist hubby. He
kept muttering something to himself about the audacity of the teacher and
whether her actions were in alignment with the Bible in the first place.
Remember, I was still on weekend mode and already I have internal and external
resources who are unhappy early in the morning (around 11:30 am) for the strangest
reasons. I decided however, that this situation is not in my scope and retreated to
my zone.
So the class started with a prayer and the teacher started
sharing a presentation about sins. Ironically, the pissed off wannabe atheist hubby, seemed much amused by the choice of subject for the class. The teacher had
clinically categorized different types of sins and by the end of the class the
kiddo was a new person already. And not in a good way.
At lunch:
"Mom have you ever sinned?"
Me: *Munching a fruit* *makes chewing noises*
Hubby: "What are you talking about? Your mother does
not even know what sin is!"
"Maaa I am serious..." cried the child.
Me: *Ignoring everyone, still chewing*
Hubby: "Yeah she used to, nowadays she is not
in the mood"
Me: *Laughing my lungs out*
"Maaaa!! I really want to know..." the child was
losing it.
Me: *Can't breathe any longer*
Kiddo after his patience ran out completely:
"No wonder that teacher called and scolded you...you guys
can't ever respond properly to anything!"
Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Book Review: Shopaholic to the Stars
Book: Shopaholic to the Stars
‘Shopaholic to the
Stars’ is the 7th book authored by Sophie Kinsella in the shopaholic
series. It is the story of shopaholic Rebecca Brandon (Becky) who moves to LA
with her family and her best friend Suze, and tries to make it big in Hollywood
as a celebrity stylist. Everything from Hollywood celebrities to yoga retreats
to paparazzi to red carpet fashion, all of which Becky had always dreamt of, features
in this book and the reader gets to find out whether Becky gets to live her
dream.
I own every one of
Sophie Kinsella’s books. Becky, the quirky, loveable shopaholic around whom all
Kinsella’s Shopaholic books are based on,
had always been a good hearted, happy-go-lucky girl, even though she goes on careless shopping sprees, which culminates
into hilariously worded consequences.
‘Shopaholic to the Stars’ is not a book I was
hooked on to, because this time around, Becky is so super annoying and insensitive
that when I reached to one-thirds of the book, I was just wishing that this was
over. Like every one of Sophie Kinsella’s other books, I hoped that there would
be a twist wherein Becky would be redeemed from her shallow deeds, but the
protagonist goes from annoying to vain to almost evil. Even the ‘shopaholic’
factor that keeps the series going is missing from the premise. The book concludes
on a cliffhanger that hints to a sequel.
Sophie Kinsella
has a knack for humor and her writing is light hearted and seamless throughout the book.
The unappealing character of the protagonist, the
massive diversion from the ‘shopaholic’ theme and the reduced number of
laugh-out-loud moments makes this book incomparable to Sophie Kinsella’s super
hit series.
Rating: 2 out of 5 stars.
Thursday, November 5, 2020
Corona Diaries: Netflix Addiction
Ever since
lockdown started, which now seems like forever ago, I have been very committed
to Netflix. Even when work kept me on my toes, I always found time to
catch up with it. This is only a dignified way of saying that I
was ignoring my family and binge watching Netflix series. Well, I must say that it is much better than
watching repetitive corona updates on national television.
I started with Suits,
which is like the 'Sound of Music 'of courtroom dramas. When it ended, my life
seemed meaningless so I started watching Money Heist which is a crime drama, and
my life blossomed again. I never expected Money Heist to actually keep
me glued to it for hours. Later I decided against watching any series which was
when I found ‘How to Get Away with Murder’. Trust me, if you work in a
corporate, you really have to watch this one. Or
the people will make you want to explore the options at least.
I may sound like
these are some of my achievements, I must admit that my dedication to each of
these series was very commendable.
The series ‘How to
get Away with Murder’ made me realize that I don’t own any weapons apart from
kitchen knives. Everyone in that show owns guns (which are rarely used for self-defense).
Even the nerdy students. Whenever someone knocks at their door, they impulsively
open the drawer and get their hands on the gun before they even see who it is. What
if it was the food delivery guy you people! I never see any of you cooking! Ever!
Whereas whenever someone rings the bell at my home, I hurry to wear a presentable
pajama and comb my hair using my fingers, else they may shoot me as an act of self-defense
against me.
By the way, in the
series, the gun drawer always contains ONLY the gun. The characters live in studio
apartments and never repeat any of their outfits but can manage to free a
drawer only for the gun? This reminds me of my full term pregnant drawers and cupboards.
The moment I open one, I would be lucky if a carom board dint fall on my head. If
I had a weapon I would keep it in a drawer where there are socks, books,
acrylic paints, hair clips, lip balms, a hanger and half of a cabbage.
Secondly, have you
noticed that these guys in courtroom dramas do not trust anyone? All calls are
recorded without consent, friends and family members turn out to be
backstabbers, and cheaters who can camouflage themselves so well to fit in but
they exist only for the benefits! Well, I must say this part is very close to
real life. Nothing dramatic about that you see. There are characters in this
show who remind us of people we all know and can relate to, at the back of our
minds, but we force ourselves to believe otherwise. It is an eye opener.
I must say the first two seasons of ‘How to Get Away with Murder’ is dark and negative during which we may even want to quit. However, from the third season it gets better and the finale is an absolute gem. If you are a naïve person whose sharpest weapon is a kitchen knife and has messy drawers, watch it. It can help you get thicker skin and even prompt you to look out for the type of people you should definitely stay away from.