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Q. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

No. But interestingly, my name was thought of by both my parents at different times and they hadn’t shared this with each other. My mom wanted to keep my name ‘Mukta’ because it meant pearl. My father wanted to keep my name ‘Mukta’ because it meant freedom.

Q. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

Yesterday, when I was listening to this instrumental piece called ‘Latika’s Theme’ from Slumdog millionaire. It’s just something else.

Q. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?

Nope

Q. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?

Used to be pepper or honey seasoned salami. Now, there’s no meat. There’s only ‘me’. He he! I don’t even know what that line meant.

Q. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

Yes. Two daughters. One is studying sewing in Belgium and the other one washes planes in the Congo.

Q. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?

Yes.

Q. DO YOU USE SARCASM?

A little too much for my own good.

Q. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?

Yes.

Q. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?

I have…oh no, that was my cousin shoving me off the fourth floor. So, yes, I would bungee jump if I had my cousin around for ‘support’. (I use the term loosely.)

Q. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?

Moong, for pulses. And if it’s the other variety, any kind of rice crispies or bran with sultanas.

Q. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?

Nah!

Q. IF YOU WERE TO PICK YOU OWN FIRST NAME, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

April (and no last name…just…April)

Q. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?

Vanilla and cashew ice-cream at Bachelors, Marine Drive. What they did with vanilla…man, they took the duck and made it a swan!

Q. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

Height.

Q. RED OR PINK?

Mmm…tough, actually. Used to be red, but veering towards pink nowadays.

Q. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?

I don’t know my strengths too well.

Q. WHOM DO YOU MISS THE MOST?

No-one, really. Whoever I want, I have right here. The ones who aren’t around…well, the distance does us good.

Q. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?

Meh!

Q. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?

Olive green trousers and brown shoes.

Q. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

Bin Tere Kya Jeena – I love that song! I don’t know which movie or album it’s from, but it’s by a Jawad Ali or something. Very smooth!

Q. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?

Sky blue

Q. FAVORITE SMELLS?

Sea, rain, baby, rice and ghee, eggs, jasmines.

Q. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?

My beloved raconteur of horrors from ICICI Prudential. (It might be too late by that time, madam…)

Q. HOW DO YOU KNOW THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?

Oh, she didn’t send this to me, but poached it off Mumbai Diva’s blog.

Q. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?

Didn’t understand the question. :-))

Q. HAIR COLOR?

Blackety black. Never colored my hair yet. Waiting to be rich.

Q. EYE COLOR?

Wet mud.

Q. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

No

Q. FAVORITE FOODS?

Dal rice, soya cutlets the way Ma makes them, palak dal the way Ma makes them, coconut pudding the way Ma makes it, lauki kofta the way Ma makes it…anything my mom makes. I swear, she could boil water and it would be gourmet.

Q. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

Happy endings.

Q. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

Juno

Q. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?

White

Q. SUMMER OR WINTER?

Summer – most definitely…but truthfully, it’s monsoon that I love best. If I feel like a warrior, I love the frenzied, strong, manic, moody, throw-in-the-gauntlet Mumbai rains. If I feel like a poet, I love the soft, pretty, wedding veil-type drizzle of Pune rains.

Q. HUGS OR KISSES?

Kisses – on my hand.

Q. DESCRIBE YOUR PENCIL CUP.

It’s a hideous leather contraption someone left behind because…I guess it was hideous and leather.

Q. FAVORITE ARTIST(s)?

Madonna (‘Like a prayer’ is a song designed to raise the soul from the dead.)

Q. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?

Just started Moonlight and Six Pence by Somerset Maugham.

Q. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

My mouse?

Q. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?

Don’t have T.V. but watched an episode of Friends on my laptop.

Q. FAVORITE SOUND(S).

Baby gurgling, lashing of the waves, flute in the hills, thunder, waterfall, the sound of the local train (if anything about this place makes me feel weak in the knees – very oddly, it is this sound.)

Q. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?

Neither

Q. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?

Los Angeles

Q. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?

I can put a positive spin on anything. Anything.

Q. WHERE WERE U BORN?

Bhubaneshwar, Orissa

Q. FAVORITE PIECE OF JEWELRY?

Don’t like it much…but I would like to have a silver nose-ring and/ or a python type anklet made of platinum and diamonds.

Q. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?

Delhi. Winter. (And that’s why I don’t like winters. You can’t see things clearly. He he!)

Q. FAVORITE SONG?

Bombay Meri Jaan. I love, love, LOVE the lyrics. The best bit is that it’s not a complimentary song in any way, but the singer is actually enjoying himself. There’s such joy in the voice. It’s the voice of one of those who got assimilated into the urban bloodstream and didn’t even realize it.

Most people get hung up on the description of Bombay, but I love the woman’s repartee to the guy. He goes on about: Kahin building, kahin traamein, kahin motor, kahin mill, milta yahaan sab kuch, yahaan milta nahin dil, etc. etc.” In the end, she says, “Bura duniya, who hai kehta, aisa bhola to na ban, jo hai karta, who hai bharta, hai yeh yahaan ka yeh chalan.’ I wholeheartedly agree with that bit.

Q. Favorite Musical?

Jesus Christ Superstar

Comments

skar said…
Washing planes in Congo? Odd profession.

Somerset Maugham is my favourite author. The 'moon(there is no light :p) and sixpence' is brilliant.

LOL@winter joke.
Satandit said…
~God woman !! you made me mentally answer all those questions too....again, love the way you write.
Magical Homes said…
sigh! mom made food!!!

wail.....!!!! i miss!!!

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