I am the only person who reads this blog. or renovates it. or cares.
Anyhoo. so dear spiders stuck in cobwebs all over the universe, I got a new job. I am sort of this assistant whose job profile comprises fun things varying from ordering masala dosa with the special chili chutney for my boss to helping her come up with polite questions for her chat show guests. I get to travel in her white Mercedes Benz and talk to her about dumbfounding things like rain shoes and Rajiv Gandhi and the works while we take our "ciggy breaks" on a smoking terrace specially designed for people who work for channel [V]. I don't. Work for channel [V], I mean. but my boss is famous and rich and a has been actress, so its allowed for us. Now this terrace has these cement benches with "park your rear" painted over them.
My sleep cycle is fucked up though. I do not get sleep before five in the morning. And when I do sleep I end up struggling with weird dreams like living in a 200 year old mansion along with Shah Rukh Khan and his family. Before I lose my mind, I have to smoke and then desmoke and then write questions for a certain Rani Mukherji. Yes, that's a part of my job profile.
Wish me luck (please).
3 comments:
I read your blog. ;)
I read your blog... been following it over the years.
And.. all the best with the new job thing.
i read it as well.
We still have to catch up sometime for the macher jhol and all other jhols in life..;)
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