Surprise Me

When I's invited by friend to have a dinner at a restaurant called Tiramisu, I have sligth apprehensions, simply because  I had never heard of it. You know, how you get that feeling, when you should never try that thing which you haven't before? Like when I go to Pizza Hut my safest bet is Chicken Fujita for my brother it's Chicken Tikka. I had to convince myself to try Sushi for the first time, but you what, I liked it. So, keeping that feeling in mind, I reluctantly said yes. As I entered the restaurant a dim-lit hall was rather too romantic for a friends'night out but, none-the-less, welcoming. I could here French music playing which is always an added plus for me. The art hung on the walls was rather a bit contemporary but interesting to grab someone's attention.It's a good place to have dinner with your family or date, but it doesn't have much going on for the Kids so it'd be kinda silly to bring them. Finally, the manu arrived and I was handed three books to choose from, Thai, French and ofcourse the dessert to follow up.I chose French, of course. A hot bowl of soup to start with, creamy and filled with all sorts of seas food and sea weed, I'd definitely give an eight to the soup. Next came the apetitzers, chicken frittata with seet corn, it was not much of pleaser, so I'd give it a five, but it tasted better with bread and garilic sauce. The main course was, Lamb chops drench in gravy, bedded on blue cheese and garnised with  asparagus and veges. It's medium done, as I ordered and lived up to my expectations, so i would give it an eight. I was rather surprised by the desssert, yummlish chocolate mountain with vanilla scoope was more than I could ask for. The outer layer was filled up with hot molten chocolate, and it tasted heaven. By that time I had gorged in so much that I had little room left so I could only look at the sexylish dessert and finally decided to make a piece of art of it, a heart. Over all, the experience was nice and I would recommend definitely a visit to the restaurant, a bit pricy but worth going once.   Here is the link if you wanna see the photos 

Dish it out

Lately, alright! for more than five years, blogs have been a great way to gaining cheap popularity in the masses...If you have just joined the world, welcome to 2002, oh wait, the maths doesn't match, there is a slim possibility that it can be more than five years, don't be a bitch about it, you get my point! So, let me review some of the 'curious cases of dishing'. Of course, who can forget moi's which makes it to the top of the list, I mean, I have to take me self down, because it was perhaps the most talked about case on the campus. Some random biatches wrote shit about me,and if I may say so I handled it pretty well, applause, applause, takes a bow! But this story reeks like dead raccoon, and is so-yesterday, so lets not talk about it! Yáll know the story by heart , anyway. Lets talk about the more current events. The case of curious Facebook! Some douche who couldn't get any attention from all the ladies on campus decided to get their pictures somehow and post it on his account calling them bitches, sluts and cunts, or maybe he didn't call them all of above, I just added few titles to spice it up for yáll**wink wink** A guy made it to the list too.  The point is not that whether they deserved the titles or not, the point is, some losers will venture to anything to get their five minutes of fame. Of course, I reported the page more than once because some of my friends made it to the biatch list, keep in mind guys bad publicity is still publicity.  Then you come across such moronic blogger who have nothing to say...so, they feed off others...I call them vultures...they merely criticize other bloggers...message to all such vultures...get an opinion bitch...or stop freaking writing... because you ain't got nothing to write about! And when you do, I wish you had rather not! Vultures are as dopey when it comes to posting.Moving to my next issue, is it okay to have an opinion? Of course it is! I mean if you are gonna  make out & get all smoochie in front of people, don't expect them 'not' to talk about it! If you are so discreet get a room for heaven's sake! Don't rub it all up my face! Besides, I don't understand, all these girls & guys would anything but go all baji & Bhai/pristine on you**Irony** if you talk about it. They would suddenly want you believe that they have great morals which makes no sense what-so-ever because morals have nothing to with being you intimate with someone, and you are defiling their 'reputation'', as if they had one to begin with. All in all, these boys & girls are as clueless when in it comes to morals,  as a sheep without a shepherd.

Iadvise:I told her that I would always love her and only her! I'm waiting for a miracle!Can it happen?

I fell in love with a girl at R.C. in 2007. Her personality drove me mad, however, I wasn't able to let her know because she was an extraordinary person & her response was not likely to be normal. Moreover, I also wanted to check myself if I could live without this hard-to-get-girl, I, after sometime realized that I couldn’t. She studied different subjects and we had no class together, so, I was not able to try any of my tricks.  But in 2009, my mental condition started to get affected by this craziness and I decided to talk to this girl about it. We had some discussions. She told me that she didn't want to get involved in these silly things and defined love as bullshit. Some months later she also told me that I wasn't her ‘type’ and should seek another nice girl. She told me that if I was interested in her it was my problem and that there was to be no 'public display' of it from me. And I never did it. She did used to complain sometimes that her not-so-close friends had started asking her if something was going on? I really worshiped her so I used to try and get as much information about her as I could (the physical properties, as I already knew the chemical ones). I used to try and impress her by telling her how much I knew about her, but that used to drive her a bit mad. In June this year, as I continued to show as much determination in being mad about her even after graduating, she came up with an offer. She offered me to be her 'friend of sorts' if I agreed to stop 'the nonsense'. I told her that I would always love her and only her, but I could stop mentioning it when I talk to her. Now we don't meet but stay in-touch with each other on FB. So I'm waiting for a miracle. I also have made a fan group for her on FB and she has joined it. Now such things confuse me. Can it happen? 

Dear confused,

                       This is perhaps the most common problem of all, and I am afraid you approached the girl in a wrong manner to begin with. You mentioned that the girl had a ‘crazy’ personality. You should have elaborated in what way? By the looks of it, she seems like the dorky/held-back type. I think you have done some damage on your own by finding out information about her, and instead of using it to your advantage, annoyed her by telling that you’re keeping tabs on her! In such situations the best thing to do is to keep it low and play cool . The act of desperation should be the last resort to venture, but I thing you took that trip way too early in the journey. However, you case is not completely hopeless. First things, first, please delete that fan group! She is to be flattered anymore! You can pass occasional complimentary remarks that’s all! Keep talking to her on friendly terms.  Keep her posted on your ‘other affairs‘, tell her that you are thankful she bore the whole affair with a nice demeanor. Tip; nothing makes a girl jealous more than seeing a friend/the-could-have-been-lover with another girl. Tell her that you have met this amazing girl, who actually reminds you of her sometimes, expect for she way too beautiful than her. Make her feel that she has missed the train she could have had earlier, had she acted more prudently. That will bring her to her right mind.  Don’t play your cards immediately. I am sure you have much more information that you can use. This formula usually works in a situation like this. Hope it helps. 

Iadvice : My friend flirts with my boyfriend...help!:(

Dear Mr. Clicking heart,

                                  I am very moved by your views on love, I am faced with  rather a tricky situation. My best friend, Takeaway and I share everything. I have recently broken up with my boyfriend and hit a bad patch of blue days. One day while I was walking out of the coffee shop, I met Mr.sexyman, he's gorgeous and too has recently come out of a bad relationship. We hit off immediately. We have so much in common. I introduced him to my Friend Takeaway and now they are getting more than friendly.She flirts with him,and calls me a klutz in front of him. I feel insure and threatened.I know my feelings are in insignificant and not based on reality. Should I ignore? Help 

Rainbow 

Rainbow,

              Takeaway is not your freaking friend! Since when did the definition of friend turned into backbiting conniving  bitch? If you have any sense left into you'll beat the shit out of that stinking raccoon and claim sexydamn.  Get rid of your friend as soon as possible and give out an ad for a friend, mention it's be a gay guy, because that lessens the competition. I know my advice to have bad impact on my daily life, but hey you asked! and stop fucking referring to me as clicking heart! 

A maiden's desire

Rainbow dream

The Kiss

My rendition of Gustav's 'The Kiss' which influenced Picasso to paint his own version of it.

The nightmares

Once upon a time there was a man, who lived in a small village. The village was an abode of wild savages, of course they all had different ranks and statuses, some were rich and vicious others poor and dishonest, but the fact remained that they were all savages! Blood thirsty, uncouth, greedy and rather proud of their ways. This village of savages was invaded by a group of wicked white ghosts, who were mean and crafty. They enslaved the savages and trained them to be good slaves through their craft. The man I mentioned above had a genetic mutation and turned into a lofty and noble man. But after this metamorphosis that occurred one night he realized that he had to save his fellow villagers. The plight of the poor got his eyes misty. One night he had a dream, he saw a village, that’s filled with his fellow villagers, they were all free, happy and had abandoned their depraved rituals. He saw a prosperous village which was model for all the other villages in the jungle. The next morning he woke up and conjured up such a spell that would cast the mean white ghosts away. Of course he had to fight with the ghosts they were highly skilled and knew their craft very well. Some of the unfortunate villagers who had grown so accustomed to their servile ways thought the man an anarchist and threw stones at him for being ungrateful.  Some denounced him on the grounds that since he didn’t worship the religion of hypocrisy and greed he’s not even one of them. But these allegations had no impact on the man, he’s resolved and refused to give in! He believed in his dream of peace and harmony. At length, the noble man was able to drive the crafty white ghosts away, with his sagaciousness. But he was unaware of the enemies he’d formed within the village. On the surface the villagers were grateful but in their hearts they resented the old man and wanted to kill him, and so they did! So uncanny was this murder that no one knew. They formed a constitution to fulfill old man’s dream in the reverence of his memory. Of course that never happened, years after years passed, calamities befell on that village, and they reverted back to their old ways. But to keep the beacon of his dream burning they gathered under the trees, behind the bushes and accused each other and powers of the wicked wizard of west who’s trying to take their village away and challenge their sovereignty.  So the dream became a fairytale that mothers told their children at night. Like the shoe fits Cinderella, frog turns into a prince, the princess is saved by the knight, and so, this village presented a picture of peace, freedom and civilization. The sad part is fairytales don’t come true, it’s the other stuff that always come true the one which begins with people dying of hunger, throngs killing teenagers and enjoying it and corrupted leaders gouging public money! The nightmares.

Mulligans

In the game of golf an informal player is often granted a second chance to improve the shot, it’s called a mulligan. Sometimes life gives us the same chance, to take another shot at things, which it has offered before, perhaps to improve or achieve what we haven’t been able to in the past. But I couldn’t help wondering, if what we wanted in the past, wasn’t really what we needed in the first place? I know the sentence makes but a little sense. My whole life has been a story of second and third chances, not that I could’ve not achieve it, if I really intended, but I was ambivalent about things and it took me time to make up my mind and by the time I’d done that, the train had left the station, but no regrets. A boy’s dream is always to see his father proud and approve of him, so has been mine. I always felt that; I was being compared to this or that cousin of mine in the family. My father had a dream, to see me as a doctor one day, clichéd I know, quite contrary to any field what I’d have chosen for myself, I perused his dream anyway, but somewhere along the line I lost all mine, of course I never became a doctor, but somewhere down this path of abstinence, I found myself. As the time passed, so did his constant mentions of my cousin joining the med line and becoming a doctor, it got me wondering perhaps he’d have been his son instead of me. During the course of time, however, this whole second chance thing got me thinking that even if I were given a chance to become a doctor, I wouldn’t! because it is not my calling. But few days back when my father introduced me to his friends and the pride he felt in introducing me for being merely his son got me thinking perhaps one doesn’t need second chances to get the approval of their loved ones. Rather it’s following your own heart and coming to yourself that matters the most. I cannot speak for you all, but it certainly has for me.

Say it right!

One thinks years and years of experience would actually let one know, how to, and what to say at the right time, but alas no! It’s not like I can’t tell right from wrong but there are moments when I feel like telling the other person ‘just shut up’ or ‘get out of my face’ but the common courtesy and growing up just thwarts me to act in such a manner. Of course, considering ajj kay halat when every teen is a fine copy of American liberalism ( of course without they knowing what they are representing, because they are just being ‘cool’ or following the fad) I hear nonsense all the time, girls calling each other bitches or guys calling each other dogs, assholes , mo’fucker ad infinitum. To be honest, I have no issues with they calling each other whatever they deem right, but how in this macrocosm do you tell them they are barking up the wrong tree when they try to pull a similar trick on you? Do you respond politely and tell them to buzz off, or do you simply ignore them? I had similar situation in my freshman when a nineteen year old tried to pull up a trick of the simple sort, I was completely mortified and in retrospect, it’d have been better to punch him right in his audacious face, but I moved on and ignored him. But this very question still irritates me sometimes, why can’t I be extreme obnoxious to person when I want to? Who’s obviously being horrible…and what’s the terrible Punjabi theater kay jokes! So kitschy and redundant…just to bring this post home, I am going to leave you guys with a thought, it’s not that I am uptight or self righteous, but some things are part of our culture and I like those things, etiquettes and manners for one are the things I hope to carry forward in my life and if that makes me old school, so be it! At least, I know how to say it right!

Love matters?

They think being proposed to maybe the highest form of flattery and it may be so…what if before embarking on a relationship one feels a thwart. I remember making fun of the movie ‘the runaway bride’ ; about a woman who’d a phobia of getting married, and I often thought for a movie maybe it’s a good story but in real life perhaps this can’t be! But in my experience of years, I haven’t been able to commit, not even once! The minute people begin to come to close, I move away… The second someone says the most common place sentence in the world ‘ I love you’ I respond immediately, ‘but I don’t feel the same way, I thought we’re just friends’. I have rather undertaken a journey of celibacy without even knowing it. Some of my every close friend, think that I lack the very organ that makes one fall in love, that maybe so but I couldn’t help but think that is it so important to fall in love and have kids and get married. Perhaps the pressure of society is more on women but men in this society are not left alone too. The constant questions of this ‘deviant behavior’ is often badgering, must everyone follow the models set by the society? Besides who is to say, in what form and when ‘love’ might come one’s way. It also makes me wonder is it mere a myth or something real. Is it something one ought to do? like getting graduated, getting a job and getting married? My only consolation in this context is that most of the people in this part of the world are neither graduated nor employed…If this deviant behavior is acceptable by the society then people like me, who stand on the shores of love and never take a dip to soak themselves may also be!

Walk the walk

Few days back when I was at Pakistan Institute of Fashion and Design, the nuance of dresses worn by the students kinda made me think about why the hell why our University is so rigid about dress code? I mean, if you ask them, they would come with several arguments, for instance, it would prepare us( students) for the world to come! For instance, as a student of Business I am being trained for how to dress like an executive? a service provided by the university pro bono! Does that then imply all the top universities in the world such as Yale and Princeton are doing a bad job, when it comes to training their students for the world to come! While the Formanites take the Executive world by storm, students of top universities sit unemployed! Quite a revelation, a little hard to digest... or maybe I just need to cut down on the liquor; that I haven’t ever had.
So it can’t possibly be for the preparation of the world ahead…what’s wrong with a pair of ragged jeans and a T-shirt, and what’s so special about a necktie and formal full sleeved shirt? Could it be the colonial mentally? Or am I being just cynical? I mean, the administration is American! Freedom of thought and choice…they can’t possibly be against it…or are they? And to top it all off, students are treated like some escapee from Guantanamo bay for not adhering to the dress code. The constant badgering and harassing of proctors is a complete nuisance and that’s not all they(students) are insulted and fined for wearing casual attire. That makes me wonder what century are we living in? One can also give the University the benefit of doubt that it’s new and trying out new things but I think it’s been long enough, it’s high time when it loosen up a little and cut the Imperial and colonial crap a aside, if it really wants to move on to something that’s more progressive and current.

Break Even :The Script

I have an opinion therefore I matter!

One can assert that harm inflicted by one to himself or someone else is rather subjective because it may be permissible in one society and an atrocity in another. For example, eating human flesh is permissible among cannibals (cannibalism), whereas, it is considered to inhumane in most parts of the world. Similarly, the death penalty is abolished in Europe; however, it is rampant in Middle East and United States of America (Capital Punishment. Both schools of thought present facts in their favor. Let us look into these arguments. One can say that who has deliberately taken away someone’s life should be hanged and this argument does make sense, this however, reflects an antediluvian approach. Civilized nations have realized that one cannot bring back the dead by killing another so why not to abolish this practice. Now, both moral schools have their roots grounded in culture and history. It is hard to choose one over the other which necessitates that moral facts are based on the cultural biases and subjective thinking.Similarly, the issues of suicide and euthanasia have its proponents and opponents. Idealism and Liberalism supports suicide and argues that one has a right to his/her life. Proponents of Idealism are Nietzsche, Goethe and Schopenhauer . Schopenhauer affirmed: "They tell us that suicide the greatest piece of cowardice, that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person"( The World as Will and Representation. Liberalism reiterates the same point of view that every person has a right to his/her life and no one can impose ideas on another. Eminent proponent of this school of thought is Thomas  Szasz . On the contrary, suicide has been criticized by philosophers such as Immanuel Kant, Camus, Rousseau, Hobbes, Locke and J.S. Mill. Kant denies the right to commit suicide on the grounds that man is merely means to achieve and end and he should contemplate whether his idea of suicide is consistent with the idea of humanity as an end in itself. (Philosophical views of suicide). Camus rejected the idea of suicide. He thought that ‘suicide was an escape from the absurdity of reality into illusion, religion or death’ (L'Etranger). Keeping these schools of thought in mind one a can assert that moral judgments are merely reflection of cultural whims and biasesThe nature of moral judgments and how we apprehend them is debatable. However, how one feels about a moral judgment depends majorly on its being right, wrong, painful or pleasurable. For, instance, morality does not allow committing suicide in few cultures whereas, in others, it is laudable act; as it is for example in Japan. Similarly, masochism is considered morally wrong in most part of the world but in some parts of the world that is considered the greatest form of religiosity. For instance, in Iran most of the Muslims are Shia and they flagellate themselves because it is a religious ritual. In case of stealing, fictional character Robin Hood, the legendary thief, is probably the most celebrate hero of all times. Merely because he distributes his booty to poor, should he be exonerated from any kind of moral judgment?

So, this can be concluded that there is a commonly held belief that one’s feeling about a moral judgment is highly subjective, relative to the culture and bias. The universality of any moral judgment is not possible because people hold different views on how they see and feel the world. Thus, infliction of pain to one’s self or others may be acceptable to some but not all.  Another problem is how cultural biases are interpreted. It is generallly believed that punishment of ethical issues such as lying, stealing and murder is justified. But, can they be logically justified? According to Social Hedonism and Utilitarianism ‘being moral is not merely being prudent but rather a willingness to sacrifice one’s own best interest for the welfare of another’ ( Social Hedonism and Utilitarianism which implies that if some good comes out of lying then it is permissible. For instance, if a murderer comes to my house and wants to kill my friend, who happens to stay over, I can lie that he is not present, have I then committed an unethical act? Am I a candidate for punishment? Similarly, if I kill someone while saving a lot of people, that murder can be justified. In fact, I will be a hero in the eyes of society. The proponents of Social Hedonism are Jeremy Bentham and John Stuart Mill. This theory is based on pain and pleasure that can be gained from doing a certain action. It proposes that any action that yields pleasure should be done and is justified. According to Bentham ‘Nature has placed mankind under the governance of two sovereign masters, pain and pleasure. It is for them alone to point out what we ought to do, as well as to determine what we shall do. On the one hand the standard of right and wrong, on the other the chain of causes and effects, are fastened to their throne. They govern us in all we do, in all we say, in all we think.’ This suggests that we do all those actions which are pleasurable’. (Jeremy Bentham) So the premise that stealing, lying and murder, that no matter which culture we are from, are wrong is not true because a person may perform these acts but these actions can be justified on the bases of how much good other people are able to get out of them. The theory also suggests the idea of pain and pleasure. So, if a person is able to get pleasure out of a certain act it is an end in itself. Thus it can be justified logically, contrary to the common sense belief that stealing, lying and murder is ethically wrong.  Let us review another moral judgment issue homosexuality. Homophobia is analogous to racial discrimination which denies the intrinsic rights to homosexuals it is a moral judgment upon acts engaged in by choice.  Most of the cultures and mainstream religions do not allow homosexuality. The Jewish and Christian Bible describes it as ‘abomination’(Bible). The Qur'an describes it as transgression and lewdness (Qur'an). But is this moral judgment merely a reflection of cultural and religious bias or does it hold its ground logically? According to Social Hedonism; an action is right if and only if it results in the greatest pleasure for the greatest number of people. If a person is able to receive great pleasure from being a homosexual then the moral judgment on homosexuality falls flat on its. The second part of the argument suggests that great a number of people should be able to get pleasure of from it, denying someone the basic right to be who they are is rather an abomination in itself. However, if someone is granted that right he will be happy and that happiness will have a trickledown effect and that will make everyone else around him/her happy, thus resulting in a greater pleasure for everyone. As a matter of fact, Jeremy Banthem in his revolutionary essay ‘Paederasty’ advocated homosexuality on the same grounds.(Paederasty)If this argument was to be tested on Utilitarian grounds one would arrive at the same conclusion. This approach suggests that ‘an action is right if and only if it results in the greatest good for the greatest number’ According to this view, an act is only right if a great number of people is are able to receive its benefit. This view also re-establishes that a great population of closeted and condemned homosexuals will be able to receive benefit, if they are allowed to be who they are. Merely a feeling or divine decree of ‘abomination’ is not sufficient to pass a moral judgment. (You here introduce another moral theory, i.e., divine command, what is the logical structure of this theory, who defends it, and on the basis of what argumentation?) Thus, from the comparison of different schools of thought one can conclude that most of our moral judgments reflect mere feelings and cultural attitudes. They are not substantiated on the logical grounds i.e. stealing, lying, murder and sexual orientation cannot have universal moral judgments. One cannot dub these acts out rightly wrong. Instead their context has to be viewed. Moreover, there has to be criteria for evaluation of right and wrong, even if it is divine wisdom it has to be tested on some rational grounds, because at the end of the day we are rational beings and like to think that we can choose our own destination and a way of living. 

My click track heart

My shattered shadows

Covering the ugly alley

My click track heart

Frozen, comatose

Deep inside my warped heart

My broken images

Beautiful, illuminated, crystal

My thick blood

Fluid, streaming, gushing out my veins

Chilling the cemented floor of life

How you love?

How to love?

Drip drip drip

My cold heart numbers

My edited opinion about Taliban, CNN didn't care to show my opinion on foreign policy

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Crème de la crème

Only, oh only, if the people in echelon knew the trouble  a common citizen has to go through in the name of their security, they would never venture to security measures  taken usually for nuisance of general public.  Such was the case, when Prime minister of land of the pure condescended to make an appearance at Forman. Yes people I did volunteered for the advancement office and I am a first-hand witness of this atrocity. Praise the lord! The size of the dogs! Never in my life had I seen such monstrous dogs. Beasts set loose from the hell, sniffing every speck on the earth. I must mention here that the security measures taken by Forman on regular basis are not bad at all, and of course the arrival of some official guest does call for some special measures, anyway. But, how can it satiate the uppity sense of being a V.I.P? Well, there we were with the hounds of hell being let loose on us. Then, finally, the clock struck three the time when police began to pour in and at least my cell phone stopped working, I was told by my friend that it was due the plight of my cell phone, however, I would rather believe in the conspiration that ISI had something to do with it.  The rusty, iron gates were shut, no one could get in and out without the permission of the police.

I only heard about the traffic jam and thanked my stars that I was not outside. I have had such experiences where chief minister of Punjab would merely pass by a road and all the traffic would either take a detour or come to a halt for hours before the he and his entourage passed by. One can only imagine the misery of poor vehicle drivers when the prime minister’s Mercedes crossed the road.  Then came the phase of being hauled around, I was separated from my friends and was told to stay where I was till told otherwise. Like sheep of a nonchalant shepherd we were goaded from destination a to b without knowing where we were headed. I, wonder sometimes how a country with such meager resources can afford such exhibition of pomposity. But everything said and done, I shall never attend a function where a government dignitary is the guest of honor/horror.

What happens in Sinclair should always stay in Sinclair!

It is well known that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I do not know whether they have a solid reason for it or not. But, I can assert confidently that what has been taking place in Sinclair should never be staged in the better interest of the masses. It is a not secret that I and few friends wanted to stage a musical last year. God knows the ordeal I had to go through to get the permission of the college to stage that play. The dramatics society did not want a bunch of freshmen to do what they were not able to do in two years; to produce a simple English play! After getting a green signal from the dean of students we went ahead with the rehearsals. We did not want to do Shakespeare, thinking it was too redundant, so we choose Pygmalion, I know, oh-so-passé but the logic behind it was that we are catering to the masses. Due to the ultimatums issued by the Dramatics society about how they wanted to stage the play in February we were not able to complete the rehearsals so I decided not to do the play at all. This year, however, the dramatics society undertook this arduous task by itself. Let me spit out some trivia about dramatics society; it is headed by a Lady from Udru department and her accomplice, the guy moi do not know the name of, s'excuse, is also from the same department. I do not know who in the world deemed them capable of selecting a script and then directing an english play? That being mentioned let me just swiftly move on to recounting of my own experience with the Directeur of the play. When I came to know that the University level students have decided to do Cinderella, my reaction was less than astonishment, okay! It was OMG! I mean how…why...when? Well, then a confidant privy to the matter disclose that the very play was staged by the society some two years back…Viola and I had my answers right there and then! The society thought it convenient to stage the same-old-juvenile play. Okay, okay, I really really really wanted to act so I did go for the late auditions, more like closed auditions. After a futile conversation with the Lady Directeur I had an epiphany…that it is not my thing! But I sat through some rehearsals to see where the whole thing was going and OMG! The dread! I still have nightmares! The misfit female protagonist, apparently they were not able to pick a proper female lead! I am sorry, but that girl can not act to save her life. The rest of the cast is such a misfit, with an exception of the step-mother. The play seemed like an under-rehearsed, amateurish and droll, in a bad way,
production. The play is staged on the 16^th of this month to the best of my knowledge; yet another shoddy attempt to produce entertainment?