Well clearly the last minute goal by Tom Cleverly was not enough, that Troy Deeney in his post-match TV appearance, just mocked Arsenal and attitude of some of its players But there were two aspects as you sat listening to it, one was oh! that is rubbing salt and the other ‘is it really true?’. …
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.
In theory this film should not work, the lead actor has only two significant expressions, a wide smile and a stumped look, the story is simple, the rest of the characters are heavily stereotyped, the climax is shorter version of Munnabhai’s radio sequence, most of the scenes and plot points seem to be heavily plagiarized, …