Slumdog Millionaire
Good afternoon, radiant readers. And happy new year!
Listen up! Whatever you are doing, you must pause. Stop your treadmilling. Put down the laundry. Stop working, or pretending to work because it is a weird day after a holiday and not many people are in the office anyway. Get off your yoga mat and roll it up. (Unless you have only done one side in a pose, in which case, please do the other side so you aren’t unbalanced.) Go to the movie theater and see Slumdog Millionaire!
Kev and I saw it last night — brilliant. The story is so clever! A boy from the slums of Mumbai gets an opportunity to play “Who Wants to Be A Millionaire.” His story — heartbreaking, funny, and inspiring — unfold through each question on the game show. The scenes are vibrant with the colors, sounds, and people in the best and worst parts of India. And as a frustrated Bollywood dancer, I was delighted by the music and a brief dancing montage during the credits. I cried. A lot.
Five sirsasanas from me!

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