Love it, love it love it!!! Never mind what transpired today, I'm looking forward to the father/son fireworks tomorrow!! Pappa-ji bent on meting out Anita's condign punishment ... ah but is she to recruit an accomplice in Neetu (what a Judas in our midst) ... how close are we to the expiration of the 3 day ultimatum she gave her lover boy?!
Somebody didn't just take a machete to Poppa S.'s Amazon Rainforest growth, they did some serious clearing using slash & burn (which in actuality is a technique long recognized to be ecologically inimical - it creates wastelands) ... what a metamorphosis!! 'Dear dinlaw, I suggest that you keep the most civil of tongues in your head when speaking in my presence' - YEAH!! What a well timed THWACK!!
But then ... there's his mercurial wife ... on a slash and burn campaign of her own ... but rendered so ill ... the improbable transition from state to state - 'relationship over my dead body' - uh ... why?!! 'Oh, Abhi you're the greatest thing since a slice of white bread - here have some more paratha' - eh? hunh?!! After a 2 minute phone call?!! 'Oh Abhi, that scoundrel, a relationship over my dead body' - aw c'mon woman make up whatever little is left of your mind ... inconceivable that a woman so quixotic exists, so why must we, the viewers, be subjected to such continued ignominy - asked to buy into a character so completely unreasonable, so completely fictional?
Why is all the closing in of faces not culminating in the obvious? Are our young actors bashful about a kiss & a peck on the cheek is as far (as near?!) as we're going to get???!!!!
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