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ravenI have been sitting in the kitchen watching a Zee TV serial called Astitva: Ek Prem Kahani. Means, "Existence; a love story" which is the kind of stupid-ass title I would have expected from a show which has way too many characters and background music and a really heavy dose of melodrama. It also has subtitles. I'm hooked.
Well, not hooked exactly. But I do find myself wondering at times what's going to happen to the (multitude of) characters, and did he get over that drinking problem, and did the bitch in the blue sari fall in the sea yet, and blah. They're never going to resolve the plot, ever, and I know it. So, I have been watching it and eating dinner - rice, aloo gobi (yay) and chicken in what used to be shop-bought sweet 'n' sour sauce before we added chilli powder, ground coriander, turmeric and cumin, and also karhi-
[ "Mummy, I don't like karhi."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't! I never have!"
"You liked it when you were a baby!"
"No, I didn't! Nahin, don't give me any..."
Too late]
-and I'd been sitting there twenty minutes and just about finished. My mother hadn't started on her food. Pedar was on the phone, so neither had he. I gave her the usual nudge - "Food's getting cold."
But as some misguided sage once said, Indian women eat their husbands before eating themselves. In more child-friendly terms, nothing I could say would make her eat until Pedar's reappearance. I told her we'd have to reheat everything and the universe wouldn't explode if she took a bite, but no. Guess there's some things you can't change. Sadly, your basic Hindi serial plot is also one of them.
I have got some work done, and am in a surprisingly better mood. I was going to do my history as a timed thingit, but I was sitting at the kitchen table and obviously ended up watching M*A*S*H. It was the episode Pedar calls the "of all the gin-joints" one. No slash at all, but poor whumped Hawk (he met the love of his life and she left him!).
Did some of the history ("Hoover lost the election because of a number of factors, no kiddin'") and that's that. Also did some Maths and Classics. And yay for yet another week of skived dance.
Well, not hooked exactly. But I do find myself wondering at times what's going to happen to the (multitude of) characters, and did he get over that drinking problem, and did the bitch in the blue sari fall in the sea yet, and blah. They're never going to resolve the plot, ever, and I know it. So, I have been watching it and eating dinner - rice, aloo gobi (yay) and chicken in what used to be shop-bought sweet 'n' sour sauce before we added chilli powder, ground coriander, turmeric and cumin, and also karhi-
[ "Mummy, I don't like karhi."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't! I never have!"
"You liked it when you were a baby!"
"No, I didn't! Nahin, don't give me any..."
Too late]
-and I'd been sitting there twenty minutes and just about finished. My mother hadn't started on her food. Pedar was on the phone, so neither had he. I gave her the usual nudge - "Food's getting cold."
But as some misguided sage once said, Indian women eat their husbands before eating themselves. In more child-friendly terms, nothing I could say would make her eat until Pedar's reappearance. I told her we'd have to reheat everything and the universe wouldn't explode if she took a bite, but no. Guess there's some things you can't change. Sadly, your basic Hindi serial plot is also one of them.
I have got some work done, and am in a surprisingly better mood. I was going to do my history as a timed thingit, but I was sitting at the kitchen table and obviously ended up watching M*A*S*H. It was the episode Pedar calls the "of all the gin-joints" one. No slash at all, but poor whumped Hawk (he met the love of his life and she left him!).
Did some of the history ("Hoover lost the election because of a number of factors, no kiddin'") and that's that. Also did some Maths and Classics. And yay for yet another week of skived dance.
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on 2003-03-05 10:05 am (UTC)