SHALL WE SHAKE A LEG,MR K

                       more BRAWNS and less BRAINS

About 30 days ago,as the crow flies and the dog barks,there was a much self-hyped chiclit screamin stuff on the stands…went something like …SHALL WE DANCE,MR XYZ…written by YOU-KNOW-WHO-BOO….

INDIA TODAY rubbished it in a hard-hitting review…..

 ..... booklet is the weakest. She has spirit, like her Orkuting, wannabe writer heroine, but not enough craft. She also doesn’t have a publisher who has been able to smoothen her rough edges.Maybe she needs to graduate from chick to woman before writing chick lit worth reading.

A lot of us predicted long time back that style goes with substance…..spirit with letter….

the moral is simple...before you think ya is o ne a kind..read the master-blasters of the 80s 

The trouble with chiclit writers today is that they are clueless on   chiclit stuff 20 years back…..

Let’s go back 20 years..

Gita mehta and her KARMA COLA

Shobha de and her SOCIALITE EVENINGS plus more and more

Paroma and her SIX MINUTES TO SEX

Manjula padmanaban

Namitha gokhale 

..[MILON MUKERJEE and his illustrations for the sexotic short stories in the ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY OF INDIA]...

All great writers these with the XX gene,riveting stuff,quotable quotes,legs and pegs,in-laws and out-laws,rivals and arrivals,Ps and Qs,boobs and booby-traps!! 

…the hype for the DANCING WITH DOSHY had its own spin-doctoring..

GREAT FASHION DESIGNER  BUNKS JOB - WRITES,WRITES,WRITES TO THE METRONOME  OF MYLAPORE MRIDINGAM!!!!

It could have also  been even like this..

TRULY GREAT CYCLE-RIKSHAW DRIVER SAYZ ENUFF IS ENUFF - STARTS TREASURE HUNT FOR  PERMISSIVE PEN

POT-BELLIED PAANWAALA PAWNS  GOLD -  BIO-SKETCHES ON A4 XXXECUTIVE E-COLON-PAPER…

The trick is to sustain the hype with good type!!!...

Now,how did GITA MEHTA and SHOBA DE do it…..That's another STORY 

PARO :FREAMS OF PASSION by NAMITA GOKHALE...read this review first!!!!!!

..........myself in her."" So begins this slight, occasionally amusing, often intriguing first novel: a young Indian woman's tale of upper-middle-class mores in Bombay and Delhi--with the emphasis on social ...  climbing, adultery, and decadence. The narrator is youngish, sardonic Priya, who begins her story back in the Sixties, when she was secretary (and sometime lover) to B.R., the smooth owner of Bombay's Sita Sewing Machine company. For a wife, however, B.R. chooses the charismatic, glamorous Paro--while Priya, obsessively envious of Paro, has to settle for an arranged marriage to plump Delhi lawyer Suresh. A few years pass. Now, thanks to Suresh's single-minded social-climbing, Priya is solidly ensconced in Delhi society. Now, after leaving B.R. and several lovers, Paro is a daring, chic ""conversation piece at parties""--a prototypical ""bad girl"" who befriends the half-amused, half-enthralled, relatively staid Priya. And, in the decade that follows, Priya will remain basically loyal to Paro through tawdry ups and downs: Paro's suicide attempts; her affairs with a flaky Minister's son, a sadistic politician; her marriage to a homosexual European filmmaker; and even her apparent attempt to seduce Priya's conventional hubby Suresh--which triggers the near-collapse of this barely tenable marriage. (After a painful miscarriage, Priya has been unable to have children.) First-novelist Gokhale never quite succeeds in illuminating Priya's obsession with shallow, selfish, flashy Paro--despite the detailing of sexual fantasies and triangular tensions. Along the way, however, there are curious glimpses of a largely (yet not entirely) westernized Indian milieu--where arranged marriages and funeral pyres coexist with Oxbridge accents, women's lib, and black satin bedsheets. 

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