Monday, March 29, 2010


Hollywood directors are remarkably fond of L-shaped white bed-sheets: on the first morning after a steamy scene (where our duo had inevitably climaxed at exactly the same point of time), the pair invariably wake up, with the white (oh, why are they always white?) bed-sheets tucked under the armpit of the woman and placed carelessly across the waist of the guy. They don't sell L-shaped sheets at Bombay Dyeing or Spencer's, so I suppose this must be a Hollywood thing. Of course, these are the rooms where it never becomes completely dark even if you put out the bedroom light, and if it's a room in Paris, you can see the Eiffel Tower from it irrespective of its location and direction.


  1. tomar chinta vabnar domain ta dekhe just obak hoe jacchi....