I'm It

You know what? This is better than chicken soup for the anal-retentive soul, because lists + my personal and favorite number = cherry-flavored laxative for the anal-rententive soul. Joy! By way of patiala pataka (śukriyā!) - here goes nothing:

Seven things you plan to do before you die
1) Be multilingual, and fluent in especially Hindi/Urdu, Punjabi, Latin, sign language, and Chinese dialects.

2) Learn to dance like Madhuri in ‘Choli Ke Peeche’ (Khalnayak), and in ‘Kahe Chhed Mohe’ (Devdas 2002).

3) Publish something – a poem, a script, or short story - anything, really.

4) Attend a New Jersey Devils home game, preferably a playoff game; even more preferably, the playoff finals game where we win the Stanley with a shut-out, and which is Scotty’s last game.

5) Be really good at something – other than dreaming, that is.

6) Dress up in a corset and a full skirt, with a matching pair of wings.

7) Fly away with those wings.


Seven things you can do
1) Dream my life away.

2) Sing Hindi (and Japanese and Spanish) songs phonetically without really understanding what I'm singing, off-tune.

3) Recite the dialogues in the first few scenes of Rangeela (after ‘Rangeela Re’).

4) Scream non-stop and unimaginative obscenities at my laptop when tuning in to a radio-broadcast of a Devils’ game.

5) Fall in love with storybook characters (like Erik from Susan Kay’s Phantom, and Dar from Melissa Good’s über-fan fiction) or non-human characters (like Vinnie from Biker Mice from Mars, and Munkustrap from Cats played by Michael Gruber).

6) Hula-hoop for more than an hour at a go.

7) Believe whatever Tom Holt writes in his fantasy books is real.


Seven things you say most
1) "Oh, fuck ..."

2) "Bugger ..."

3) "What the fuck -?!"

4) "Eh?"

5) "Ohmygawd!"

6) "But, like, ..."

7) "Arre!”


Seven things you can't do
1) Boil a hard-boiled egg in less than thirty minutes.

2) Sing.

3) Speak Hindi (but I'm working on it).

4) Think outside the box.

5) Draw or paint - or, in fact, anything artistic at all.

6) Dance – unless rudimentary ballet steps count.

7) Fall in love with a real life human being who loves me back.


Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex [N.B. I think this is prejudiced as it excludes the gay minority.]
1) Make-up - especially eye-liner.

2) Drag - the full works, but very possibly without the fake eye-lashes.

3) That he's dead.

4) That he's (very possibly) gay.

5) That he's dead and (very possibly) gay - for instance, my old crushes Mishima Yukio and Hide.

6) An extremely tortured yet prodigiously talented soul.

7) Ability to make me: one, feel comfortable around him; two, laugh; and three, feel safe.


Seven celebrity crushes
1)
Lucy Lawless

2)
Meena Kumari (Sahib, Bibi, aur Ghulam)


3)
Urmila Matondkar

4)
Scotty Stevens
(All right! I admit it – I’m a closet-puckbunny, okay? - but only for him.)

5)
Anthony Wong

6)
Celeste

7)
Rani Mukherji


Seven people you want to tag
1) sheer

2) junoesque

3) limegreenspyda

4) Germ (But he doesn't - and can’t - know about this blog.)

5) Chih (And she should never know about this blog ...)

6) uncle chong

7) Yu (But her blog looks permanently defunct. Oh well, tant pis.)