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I'm a self-absorbed Bengali-Torontonian; Fish comes to me raw, wrappend in seaweed, not cooked in curry; I love watching thunderstorms and rain; Sad endings make more sense to me than happy ones; I hate empty walls.
In the News
Craving of the week- Dark Chocolate
Reading List- Midnight's Children
Movie review(out of 5)- 127 hours- *****
Buried- ****
That Girl in Yellow Boots- **
Love of the week- Seeing James Franco
Aim for the weekend- Watch 'Going Postal' The Movie
* An authentic Fuchka and Jhal Muri stand downtown (not bloody Danforth), thats hip, spicy, yummy and will revolutionize the snack culture of Toronto, replacing Jalapino poppers of *gag* Burger self-proclaimed King
* Adult size swings in all parks/patches of green so that we can park our bums on a broad wide surface and swing away, trying to reach the sky
* More Tim Hortons with large seating areas, books and (this is almost genius level) internet surfing options
* Outlaw Starbucks- they are overpriced, American and frankly their coffee sucks
* Personalized gyms without any glass walls facing the streets so that skinny girls with their pelvic bones sticking out of scarily low and tight jeans cannot oggle. TVs playing non-stop reruns of Friends
* All pigeons - packed off to Africa where they might be better utilized as -dinner
* Public making-out banned in all fast food joints and libraries
* The free paper 24 confiscated and their 'reporters' sent to America where they can feed the public frenzy of 'terror alert'
Lastly, prevalance of cute guys who just happen to be Bengali, like to read in public and are eager to chat about issues other than their cars/workout regime/finance (unlikely but one can only hope)
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