Qarib Qarib Singlle Single with a double ‘L’ (ironically double a is highlighting it!) is a very light hearted film. Nothing in the movie, is deep, nor does the movie pretend. Everything in the film is incomplete, the journey, the interactions with other characters, the catharsis that the character of Parvathy has is abrupt. The …
The construction worker who worked on the gallery of our house was either tired, careless, (or he was like the proud worker who purposely (allegedly) left a dripping tile at the Taj Mahal) he misaligned the slope on a single corner tile of the gallery. The gallery tiles are sloped to such perfection that the …
In the chaotic realm of Crescent’s Christmas party, where gulab jamuns steal the spotlight, students embark on a culinary mission, diligently sorting into groups to bring home-cooked delights. Forget the fashion fuss; our real anxiety lies in the fate of those precious jamuns. Sharing isn’t about profound ideas but the chaotic potluck of preferences.
The gift exchange unfolds like a cinematic drama. Secret Santa is no secret, and the lucky recipient becomes the chocolate hero armed with a Nestle Milkybar that bluntly reads ‘Eat It.’ Destiny, it seems, is intricately woven into the fabric of white chocolate bars, turning a mere gift into a cosmic sign from the universe.
As the party wraps up, we’re not just a bunch of kids with our teachers; we’re a squad of comedians navigating the absurd Crescentian Chronicles, with ridiculous gift dilemmas and the everlasting sweetness of bad gulab jamuns over bad English paper marks. After all, we are the generation that gave Karan Johar his first hit, leaving behind a trail of laughter, chaos, and sugary goodness.