Sir rook khan

Our i-am-number-one SRK was grilled at the NY airport and obviously Sir is very unhappy and miffed about it. Well, what can he do? He can charter a private plane but unfortunately he has to pass through the immigration points just like the 'aam admi'. No escape for VIPs SRK. Atleast now you know what ordinary citizens face everywhere because of a handful of people (read terrorists) who have held the world to ransom. SRK now knows what it feels like to be at the mercy of officials who have all the power. He wasnt even allowed to make a call. I hope he'll be able to act with more authenticity in his future films when he has to play the part of a humiliated and enraged citizen. And meanwhile, if he wants to do tit-for-tat like Ambika Soni said, he can always frisk Angelina Jolie when she comes to visit. Guys at the Indian immigration counter- you are losing worlds of opportunities! Wake up!

Did MJ have a brain?

Michael jackson is going to be buried without his brain. Did he have one, I want to know. I mean, this chap had everything going for him since he was 6. He had it all- fame, money, talent. And look at what he did! Cut himself up and stuck plastic in everywhere. Knocked himself out with deadly injections. Didnt he know that it was going to kill him? If he didnt, he obviously didnt have a brain. I swear, these celebrities dont deserve all the attention and brouhaha that we fans give them. We make them, we break them and then we cry bucket loads when they die all screwed up.
May his soul rest in peace.

Dancing to Rakhi's tune

Rakhi Sawant is having a swayamvar on television to pick a husband. What do i think of it? Like everyone i think it's a publicity stunt too. Rakhi's career is going nowhere, she likes to be in the news like Paris Hilton (both women have an amazing capacity to have no talent and still make news) and she wants to shock people. But i still had that little curiosity which made me tune in to the show on the first day. I admit i watch very little tv and reality shows are a complete no-no. But i'm sure many others like me had tuned in that day. What we saw is nothing short of ridiculous.
Rakhi has probably had botox injections on her face- she doesnt laugh- she's absolutely cardboard stiff
The men are a bunch of losers- ready to do anything to be on television. Therefore, the 'staged' feeling is all the more apparent.
The way Rakhi treats them is worse. With contempt or fake emotions.
But there is a positive- she's calling the shots in a man's world. She's making them do tasks, dance, sing and write love letters. She's having a blast.
You must watch at least one episode just to understand what i'm trying to say

Who wants to be a celebrity?

September is here and I have made a resolution. I do not ever want to be a celebrity. There was a time (eons back) when i wanted to be rich and famous. Not anymore. Apparently (and the Guardian shares my view) being a celebrity today is definitely not in. The papparazi could kill you (look at what they did to Diana), mobs could feel and rough you up (look at our long suffering Bollywood heroines), someone somewhere could earn millions of megabucks by clicking you on their cellphone, and, if you are stupid sometimes (which we always are) you get put behind bars and made an 'example' for other people! (look at Sanjay Dutt)
Everybody knows our legal system lets the big fish get away (politicians, underworld dons, masterminds of evil) and revels over netting the poor celebrity because they are the people who make headlines and make one believe that the system is working.

Besides, once you are a celebrity, you kind of move away from reality. You stop trusting people. You are surrounded by a small group of advisors whose livelihood depends on your being famous. You have to live up to an image and slowly you lose grip on yourself. The next thing you know you are hooked to drugs, alcohol, driving around like a maniac or shaving your head to stay in the news! God! Who wants a life like that? I can understand how desperate Paris Hilton must be feeling when she doesnt find her name in the newspapers. Tearing her hair out to think of something sensational...
So I am happy where I am, thank you very much. Please dont give me an award ever, dont make my books bestsellers and dont for heavens sake, keep tabs on me.