Baby baby log bolein, hi baby hello baby kyon bolein? Lyrics from a forgotten Govinda-Karisma Kapoor flick of the 90s where Karisma was flaunting her teenie weenie leggies in a figure hugging, aargh inducing micro-mini. That’s where I got my ID from.
That reminds me …. The song had the word sexy in it and upon the frown of the censors, sexy was out and baby came in. Thank you censors, had you not made the change, my id would not have been possible. Or perhaps it would have been …. Sexymujhelogbolein.
Ouch!
Sexy reminds me …… we still get the hives when talking of anything that goes by the name of sex. Even gynaecs, when advising couples desperate to have a child tell them …. “Start relations on so and so date.” Come on docs, your tongue won’t burn if you say “Have sex on so and so day”.
Ouch!
While going home last evening I was tortured to hear the song Dreamum Wakeuppam from some movie starring Rani Mukherjee. It was equally shitty to hear the throaty Ms Mukherjee wax eloquent about the song along with Anurag Kashyap of Gaalis of Wasseypur fame.
Ouch!
More ouch as one FM rado channel has decided to market itself via Ganpati Bappa. Some weird RJs are screaming: “Aapko visarjan ka nazaara dikhaayenge helicopter mein baith kar.” This is, simply put, the HEIGHTS!
Ouch!
I’m a regular columnist with a tabloid. Hence, cannot disclose my name and identification. However, I love MouthShut.com and had been wanting to write on it for a long time. So, watch out for my Ouch series – it will be a weekly but obviously under an ID. I do not want to be sued and SCREWED! Btw, in my circle I'm known as a BITCH.
