Here is a video of Mira making pita bread. Look how simple her jewelry is. That copper bangle she is wearing is likely a lot cheaper than the Mobius bracelet.
Back in the day I was quite the cyrano instigating friends to ply in love letters. Damn! just blurt those feelings or disclose those fiddly emotions in confidence and I will compose an epic letter on your behalf. Every friend has been a cyrano to another unforthcoming friend. Have you known that Liaisons Dangereuses by De Laclos in which Marquise de Merteuil and Vicomte de Valmont trick each other in a brutal and scandalous gameship of seducing each other's chosen prey. In one scene, Marquise de Merteuil rebukes Vicomte de Valmont that his correspondence of love letters is too well-articulated and accessible to be the import of a hysterical lover who is usually found lost in wits. A true lover is never impressive nor precise about his feelings. Some psychotic "notwithstanding" uncommon in the parlance of love letters should be implied in the letter to resemble the inevitable surrender in love. (I surrender to your love influencing me to write in unconstitutional vocabulary about my love for you ...) The reason lovers should deliberately opt for unsuitable words in describing their emotion notwithstanding ...
Yes, but that's pita bread. Only when Mira is sambhar scrappy with Kartik, she decks herself in the whole shebang of novelty jewelry.
The Cyrano had hots for that Roxane, even though he pretended to be just a courier. Ghost writing emotions for someone else would be a tough job to do. Quite often it is more common to wonder what the devil she sees in him..than think "not too bad... I'd like one of those myself..." and go cyrano on the mission. This, @Novalis, I have not heard before. Because x is nuts about y, x goes haywire in the head, and spouts unusual things in strange vocabulary ? Makes sense too.
Between you and me, I don't have to explicitly qualify the circumstances of such ill-paired crowd because obviously you know these observations are hollered from a modern-day and cosmopolitan hustings ..couples who have transcended the Maslow's hierarchy, thereupon, not in tense relationships for quaint conformity but for mutual reckoning. Not knowing who else is furtively reading this thread, putting up a loud sign that my musing deals only with such couples who are (vehemently) independent and very amusingly sorted out in their jellied cortices distanced from the everyday relational problems. Men like Kartik find freethinkers like Mira endearing. They challenge and outwit each other though Mira is a bad-riddler, Kartik is a good-solver. Men like Kartik are easily disenchanted by the conciliatory and approving women. Women like Mira are resistant to unimaginative men. Kartik wants to be challenged. Mira wishes to be difficult. Though her riddles are unshapely to his curiosity, he enjoys to contemplate on them. Men who prefer challenges are invariably tacked with frisky women. Bit of play ... Mira, though a bad riddler, is an incessant player enhancing the problem-detection, and problem-solving of Kartik. Even in the most nano-vocabulary of Novalis, Mira and Kartik could have not been described in that accurate sense. Indeed, M &K don't prevaricate on weary concerns but tussle in metaphysical and outer-oort tropes .. Your annotation is neat and (a)cute.
@Amulet , check out Fanny Fern here. You will find both Aunt Hetty and Fanny Fern's satirical columns to rile up constricted women in domestic shackles back in the nineteenth century interesting. Why is Novalis taking about Fanny Fern today: adapted on BBC radio here.
Formal and cumbersome between friends. (Surely, our tiki-taka rishtaa transcends these tiddly buttons. Taking time out for each other implies tacit affection. Tikki TakhTakka Takku: (means) feel free to ease out on "likes" between us.)
Everyone ought to come and read this thread. This is in a banter location, and the posts are not even "counted" as contributions. When they are "recognized" for being a non-being or fluff, they couldn't go and cause flutters in anyone, even if they comprehend what the dickens is going on here.... Talking about suppressions of expressions, the mention of patting-self-on-back came up and the member lamented that his fat hands cannot reach back for an effective pat on the back... I thought of an old old invention (now in public domain), but desisted in referring to that. The more relevant questions for the self are: why do such things remain in the memory and bubble up when context pings ? Would Marie Kondo, the declutter-demon, have an empty head ? Writing a precis is quite easy; writing a long essay is tough.