Comments on: “Anna asks. We write. Friday afternoon :)”

By: Jai Singh

Jai Singh — Sun, 09 Oct 2005 17:53:24 +0000

Khush,

Could you explain the James Bond one?

Sure, it's fairly straightforward.

There is only one 7-Star hotel in the world: the famous Burj Al-Arab hotel in Dubai.
'The Sheikh' is what many Islamist extremists sympathetic to OBL refer to him as.
So James Bond is obviously on one of his missions, with the target being OBL.
Some high-roller at the hotel (billionaire/Middle Eastern royalty/politician), who Bond has already visually identified, is in a position to be able to lead Bond to OBL. Whether the 'lucky' individual is necessarily going to do this voluntarily is, of course, possibly an entirely different matter ;)
The name "Nafisa" verifies that the location is in the Middle East; she's the Bond Girl of the moment, and could well be working for the 'other side' (at present, anyway. Alternatively she could be a neutral party who has unfortunately ended up being caught in the middle of things due to her connections with the various villains of the story).
The Ambassador could either be from Pakistan, one of the Gulf States, or Saudi Arabia etc. In any case, he's a link to OBL or to one of his contacts, and is either already onto Bond, or Bond has deliberately been doing something to get his attention.

Admit it, you can hear the James Bond theme music inside your head already...;)

By: Ennis

Ennis — Sun, 09 Oct 2005 06:30:31 +0000

Oh, the desi in the shop being asked a stupid question was based on personal experience, yes, a doddery old dear actually asked me if my name was Irish….my name is Madhu. We are all brown irish, actually, don’t you know?

I too am brown Irish! Well, my handle is at any rate (although I am not truly of Irish descent)

By: ade

ade — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 22:24:56 +0000

Mailman Rushdie: holy sh*&. Someone’s been spending too much time in lab!

By: Khush

Khush — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 19:56:36 +0000

Jai, Could you explain the James Bond one? It took me half an hour to get the apprentice one but it was worth it. I’m so gonna be here every friday.

By: Chaitanya

Chaitanya — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 17:02:01 +0000

The rarified air bore memories. Those wonderful summers spent in the cabin. How she would race him into the pond, and stick her tongue out when he was slow. He could see her wet smile in the distance, waiting naughtily. Cheeks dimpled, knowing he would soon smother her with kisses, he jumped off the window.

By: Jai Singh

Jai Singh — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 16:53:58 +0000

Rupa — Thank you very much for your response

Timepass (and everyone else) — If you haven’t yet figured out what’s really going on in my James Bond story, let me know and I’ll explain it to you.

Umair – Nice ’55′ (assuming that the “Jai” you mentioned was referring to me). I’m going to do some research on Hyderabad and the Char Minar in order to find out more

By: epoch

epoch — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 08:48:30 +0000

A brooding introspective masturbates intensely under a tree.

Virgins, gold, lotuses, and elephants. All of his wishes come true.

Pleasure builds. Desires grow. He is the king of kings, a god amongst men...

He climaxes. "A dream?!", he shrieks, as he is ripped from his protective womb.

Naked, crying, and covered in goo. Buddha awakens.

By: ms

ms — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 07:18:35 +0000

We are all brown irish, actually, don’t you know?

By: MD

MD — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 05:35:14 +0000

Oh, the desi in the shop being asked a stupid question was based on personal experience, yes, a doddery old dear actually asked me if my name was Irish….my name is Madhu.

By: MD

MD — Sat, 08 Oct 2005 05:28:45 +0000

(Ahh, we're supposed to have a desi theme......)

He asked me, that whiskery old man, if my name was Irish, and I said, no! It's Indian. It's Mira, not Moira. He asked for a packet of cigarettes, and I got it for him and rang it up at the register. After he paid and left, Sanjay and I laughed. Irish! Stupid old man.