d_demandasaurus

Disclaimer: It’s been two years since I’ve written anything as a Note on Facebook. Writers Block they call it, but I am no writer, I initially had a lazy ass syndrome, then a too much work syndrome, followed by a graduation goggles attack and post-college I’ve had no time to rest my ass syndrome. So every day I’ve made a mental note but wrote nothing.  This note is just a way to unwind and is an opinion. Please do not judge Bombay (yes, it’s the Emotion and Mumbai is the name), Bollywood or Brinjals by the way I perceive them. My Dadi hates pizza, she makes an uncomfortable face when anything new is served to her. I always tell my Dadi : how can you form an opinion about something unless and until you’ve tasted it, she used to give me an argument – why don’t you try the brinjal ki sabzi , my defence – yuck! I mean I like every other vegetable in the market but brinjals, I hate! It took me 14 years to try the sabzi of brinjals – Thanks to the mess of my college I had no option but ...