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akshaye khanna
Dec. 15th, 2004 09:21 pmMy job seems to lurch in and out of existence. One day I wake up and my discipline has been deleted. The next day I wake up and it has magically reappeared. I go into work and rumour has it that it's gone again. I rush over to Marketing and check the prospectus: no, there it is.
I must develop some sort of hide to deal with these hot and cold baths. This has been going on now for 3 - 4 years at least, but in the past 6 months, ever since the new VC has moved in, the pace of hot/cold has quickened.
But tonight I discovered some balm for my bruised self: Akshaye Khanna (in the hilariously bad Mohabbat). What a hottie. He's the Viggo of Bollywood -- only 58 times as good-looking.
( more hot tottie inside )
T'son calls his chin (similar in shape to Viggo's dimpled chin) 'face-arse'. I find this hilarious.
Mohabbat has many redeeming features, incl: the red-in-red suit of co-star Sanjay Kapoor (!), the dalmation white-spotted-with-black-spot-thingies office suite (!!), the sparking of romance between Madhuri Dixit and Akshaye in a stable, conveniently placed next to a phone booth in a rainy suburban street (and complete with horse --!!!). But most redeeming: the slashy song where both men sing about their love (they're both in love with Madhuri, duh) but for all intents and purposes, they are singing at each other. There's a lot of bended knee-business and holding out their hands to each other and swoony looks, ostensibly directed at the Madhuri-of-their-mind but actually directed into each others' swoony eyes. All this set in some sort of botanical gardens, with gaudy blooms aplenty.
Balm for the bruised soul, indeed.
I must develop some sort of hide to deal with these hot and cold baths. This has been going on now for 3 - 4 years at least, but in the past 6 months, ever since the new VC has moved in, the pace of hot/cold has quickened.
But tonight I discovered some balm for my bruised self: Akshaye Khanna (in the hilariously bad Mohabbat). What a hottie. He's the Viggo of Bollywood -- only 58 times as good-looking.
( more hot tottie inside )
T'son calls his chin (similar in shape to Viggo's dimpled chin) 'face-arse'. I find this hilarious.
Mohabbat has many redeeming features, incl: the red-in-red suit of co-star Sanjay Kapoor (!), the dalmation white-spotted-with-black-spot-thingies office suite (!!), the sparking of romance between Madhuri Dixit and Akshaye in a stable, conveniently placed next to a phone booth in a rainy suburban street (and complete with horse --!!!). But most redeeming: the slashy song where both men sing about their love (they're both in love with Madhuri, duh) but for all intents and purposes, they are singing at each other. There's a lot of bended knee-business and holding out their hands to each other and swoony looks, ostensibly directed at the Madhuri-of-their-mind but actually directed into each others' swoony eyes. All this set in some sort of botanical gardens, with gaudy blooms aplenty.
Balm for the bruised soul, indeed.