Baby Blues

No, this has nothing to do with the comic strip with Zoe and Hammie, it has nothing to do with any hormones or pregnancy...its to do with the extremely uncomfortable time I had during this movie called "Singh is Kinng", with a huge baby (and a huge mother) in the seat right next to mine.


First I tolerated the kicks and punches I received throughout the first half, mainly because I was too busy trying to grapple with the extremely complicated Punjabi they spoke in the movie. Then came the soft whining, to be replaced by cries, and these cries were then punctuated with short screams...quite shrill, if I may add.


And then, to my utmost horror, the mother who looked like she could give Hitler a run for his money, tried to placate the child by feeding him Pepsi!! Imagine, a baby being fed Pepsi- you have your ultimate horror story right here. I was also by this time sick of laughing at the lame jokes cracked by Akshay Kumar et al...


So my day of expected comedy gradually turned out to be a day of tragedy...how I wish babysitting was popular in India... That would be a blessing indeed, for parents, as well as others!