Yup you read it right! And no am not bashing. There was a time not so long ago when I used to read M & B or other romantic novels and imagine the hero exactly like how it was described in the books. The description gave me as much pleasure as my ability to imagine different heroes.
Why am I narrating this boring tale? Because my mind has stopped imagining. It has reached itz nadir. It doesn't look beyond ASR!!! *bangs head* 😡 Whatever the hero, wherever the setting, Italy, Paris, London, Seattle, Delhi, (no no.. not Delhi just saying) , whatever the hero is, business tycoon (there we go again), super-rich prince, arab sheikh, london hotel chain owner, and no matter what the description.. my mind only conjures up ASR!!! 😳😳😳
I am astonished, angry, giggly, bemused and annoyed at the same time. And am reduced to uttering What The in the multiples.
Or worse, mutter Unbelievable!
Anybody else with similar woes? I had to, had to vent out this silly but pertinent problem, where else, but here in this virtual family of craziness. 😛
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