However, there is such a thing as too much self-degrading humour and after a point the words become repetitive and predictive. Or maybe it just seemed like it because it didn’t require me to do a lot of thinking or understanding. She shares her observations and her own experiences that I found funny may be for the first two pages but then everything fell flat. 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.

Funnybones isn't just about few incidences in the life of the author but if you come to think of it, more or less, it's a part and parcel of every women's life at least in India. Her smelly diaper is still wedged on my head but aside from this rather damp clue, I can't seem to find her anywhere. You can change your choices at any time by visiting Cookie preferences, as described in the Cookie notice. It is a telling incident in the book, reflecting the “otherness” the young girl anointed with the comical name and born to famous parents must have felt and still does. line spacing and very broad margins, it really wasn’t something even the slowest reader would have trouble finishing in a few hours.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. She narrowly escaped a gruesome tragedy when Bollywood tried to bludgeon her brain to the size of a pea, but she ducked at the right moment and escaped miraculously unharmed. It made me laugh out loud and, as a mother of 4 boys, could identify with Ms Khanna's daily juggling act plus the embarrassment I seem to cause them.

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. At first I thought the basic idea behind this novel somewhat resembled to Moni Mohsin's Butterfly but I was hence proved wrong when I read it. The additional commentary at the beginning of each chapter in the form of scribbles on a notepad are funny reading. i usually just read self help, diet, clearing the clutter books but i discovered the author is the wife of my favorite bollywood actor and found her to be amazing as well.

Twinkle is in a multi-colour frock and her sister Rinke can be seen sitting besides Sunaina in a similar frock. This book isn't just a collection of anecdotes; it's a hilarious adventure that had me chuckling so hard I almost spilled my chai – which, incidentally, would have made for yet another Mrs. Twinkle hasn't been new to the writing world; she has been writing columns for quite a time which now has compiled in a form of a book. People I want to box on the head: people who post minute-by-minute updates on FB depicting every detail of their December getaway. 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?