I’m sure you’ve looked at an exhibit somewhere and thought, “Hmm, if I remember my history lessons right, around this time, this war was happening in X country.” Or if you’re like me, “I wish I could remember anything at all from my boring history lessons. I wonder what was happening in India and China and the Ottoman empire when this painter was capturing this!” (more…)
So, on Sunday, twitter gleefully watched the twitter profiles of two users kindle and go up in flames. The “girlfriend” (@makkarroma) claimed she’d been led on and beguiled by a “fraudster” (@Bloodshot_ink) who was using his alleged wife’s alleged death to prey on not only her, but also other women on twitter. In evidence: whatsapp screenshots, a dickpic, sweet words. A relationship that went from 0 to his name tattood somewhere on her body in two weeks!
Monica Jasuja, long time twitter friend, and I ended up talking about how these things have happened to us (in lesser degree), as well. Stuff online takes on a life of its own.
For instance, a few years ago, someone very charming started tweeting and then DM’ing me. I did note that he had some major holes in his backstory–father French, mother American, worked at Porsche but no record of any VP of that name, very vague about details including siblings and school. Then when it came time to move off twitter, he wouldn’t share a number or location, wouldn’t call or whatsapp but stuck to DM and Kik (both of which are fairly anonymous) and then insisted he wanted pictures of me in déshabillé. Begged, pleaded, guilted, got angry. When I kept refusing, he backed off.
Soon his twitter handle disappeared but the same DP showed up on a new profile that tried to engage with me. Snooping on his TL showed similar exchanges with other women.
On to the next target, I guess.
Oh, and the best part: sometime later, I found his DP on a stock photography model. Such a pleasant face. Too bad it wasn’t his.
Yes, it takes time to separate the chaff from the grain, but getting a tattoo of someone’s name without ever meeting him? And sexting with no end, no meeting, just a trip to Goa when you both live in the same city? Red flags should have been galloping past her vision. But, I’m not blaming her. These things happen. Kudos to her for exposing him.
Ladies, Gentlemen, please be more careful – with yourselves! You deserve good things.
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These menus will be the deth of me. Bite all kinds of things 😉 But chocolate is on the top of my list.
Crrunchy AND frrunchy, too!? What do you say this tagline was thought up by a Punjabi? (probably the “chachaji” for whom the brand is named). 😀
so if you can read Hindi, I’ll assume your first impulse was to take your tea and snacks down to the Ganga’s edge, along with your trusty cake of Medimix soap, and then really laugh loudly and kick up a huge ruckus. Even if we weren’t already laughing out loud, everyone who read this sign out loud was laughing by the time they finished 😀 Big Brother is Watching Mother Ganga!
where else would you go for your silveries? 🙂
P.S. Santa Cruz market is amazing. I went through it like a little child, eyes wide open, mouth slightly agape, fascinated by the melange, nah barrage, of shine! Shiny clothes, shiny toys, shiny bangles, shiny accessories, shiny fabric and embroidery – wow!
If you are a bindicoot, I do think you should watch for this. It sounds totally dangerous.
What I found as funny as the name of the product is that “Chasy Cat” has this lovely tear-off dispenser but the grocer has stocked it with the ‘Laxman Rekha’ cockroach repellent.
Which reminds me of the BEST ever sign for “krezy rat maar” painted on the Mahim causeway wall. The tagline, in Hindi, read “choohon ka encounter kar de“.
I took this photo through the counter top of a small kirane ki dukan. I asked first, of course. 🙂
What I want to know is WHO names these things? And even if they didn’t know what poop means in English and do not associate that no one really wants something with such implications going into anyone’s mouth, let alone a baby’s, still, how would you christen a product something like that? How?
The mind is boggled.
Surprisingly, this film didn’t do so well!
In fact, it went pretty far out of sight, pretty quickly 😀
But I love how they confidently splashed the ad on BEST buses and such. Sigh. It may have been a really good film, but I didn’t see it because of the grammar. I’m hoping the people who skipped “Toss” were just spoilt for choice, not begrudging of the advertising (read: grammar nazis) 😉
The other one currently out that nothing on earth would induce me to see is titled “Angel”…newcomer actors, directorial debut, the works – horridly unexpressive advertising.
Social media folks, what can indie/low budget films do to even stand a chance (besides hiring a good copy editor)?