2007 Ahoy!

We gave a chilled-out welcome to 2007. Were at home and Anush was all the entertainment we needed. And another building gala . There was not much dancing as would have been the case in Mumbai but the adult participation was not bad. Even had a nice Biryani dinner to wrap up the night.

Kabul Express. Afghanistan for me was the great Khan Abdul Gaffar Khan's ( not to forget his nose) and the intense green eyed girl, Sharbat Gula, on the National Geographic cover ( time has worn her out too). Then came Sept 11 and Osama and in their wake - The Kite Runner.

Spiced only with Arshad's comic this movie is a breath of fresh air. It does not have any pace breakers such as songs or dances. More grey than black, even the Talib in the movie has a good streak. A bold attempt if not a good one this. It made me wish the romance of the landscape had not been so compromised in real life.

Pic coutesy google

The New year came with analysis-paralysis of Saddam's execution which I will not do here. But to think a 9 year old died trying to imitate the scene on TV. Hard to digest. Talking of indigestion- the army jawaans who misbehanved and vandalised the police station to release a supposedley eve teasing duo of Captain and Major. Very unpalatable this.

But the world's most unacceptable job for me would be an executioner's. Closely followed by the police/ traffic police/ match refrees- these guys get penalised for doing their job as much as for not doing it.