Mrs Funnybones: She's just like You and a lot like Me

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She belongs to the elitist group and it isn’t easy for the average “modern Indian woman” to relate to her experiences. So how does the former “fat girl” that she admits still lives in her head, get so comfortable in her skin, especially in our self-conscious and judgmental Bollywood? Although I'd got a copy in a steal deal a while ago, I only picked it up now, when I realized I was yet to embark on my India Challenge for this year. It is a witty banter bound with the English alphabet, so we have 26 chapters, each with one letter of the alphabet starting the title. Some of the jokes were not so original, you can predict ends of sentences; and the repeated use of the word 'blimey' didn't lend to the funniness either, though I do understand how she meant to use it at the end of every little mishap that happened on her day.

All and all if you're looking for a book with good humor and can make you laugh till you cry then I recommend Mrs. Hurtling over the compound wall, a yellow ball lands in the garden as I am strolling with my sister-in-law. Pointing out at the girl on the right, who has her hand in a plaster, Twinkle said, "The girl with the broken arm is me- every year I would invariably be in a cast-many fractured bones-took that unpleasant factor and flipped it into a moniker that now makes me smile-Mrs Funnybones :). You lose a child to an accident or an illness, and with a broken heart, you console yourself that you did your best, it’s perhaps God’s will, he has gone to a better place; but when your child decides that the life he has been given, the life where everything he knows is what you have taught him, is not worth living, how do you live with that? The additional commentary at the beginning of each chapter in the form of scribbles on a notepad are funny reading.On a quiet December evening in 1989, a bored scanner chanced upon a report of a curious bedtime conversation between Prince Charles and Camilla Parker-Bowles in which the current king made an important confession. For instance she talks about an expo /trade fair that she participates in, where some other participants come and introduce themselves in bad English, and how she decides to wrap things up and get home ASAP before she needs to admit herself to a mental asylum.

I think it's true when she says that Mrs Funnybones is "a bit like you and a lot like me" Maybe there's a Mrs Funnybones in all of us who we could channel sometimes to preserve our sanity!Frankly, I have never read any of Twinkle's articles in TOI, but had high expectations of her judging by the reviews I have heard of her.

Twinkle Khanna ma'am has beautifully portrayed the facts of life by comparing to her own in an amazingly funny way. Though this sounds like most women's lives it is definitely not average (yearly vacations abroad and servants doing most of the work). To check if I can find some tips on the writing style and I found that the book is fit for blogging scenario rather than a book.However, there is such a thing as too much self-degrading humour and after a point the words become repetitive and predictive.

I am looking forward to reading more, hopefully Twinkle will be able to give us something else to read soon! Most of the book is about her experiences as a mother, with barely a glimpse of the film industry she belongs to.In this book, her husband is referred as the man of the house, her son as the prodigal son, her little daughter as the baby, which I find amusing and different. On the other hand, Hrithik grew up to be one of the most successful actor of the current generation. It doesn’t creep into her reminiscences, it doesn’t colour her present and it only ever sneaks into her future when she makes a wry assumption about “the prodigal son“–in case he ever wants to join the family business.