Green, Kostova, Satrapi and Me *BFF*
The routine stays the same everyday. I see myself doing the same set of things in its predetermined order. But any monotony that could have descended is easily kept at bay. How, you ask me, and I credit my girlfriends. First, there is Anna who quenches the thirst of my love for two things: investigative thrills and period settings. Oh, how I love the scandalous happenings that unfold right in the middle of a ball, or high tea and ruin the prospects of a lady or the good name of that gentleman who desires her hand. She tells me all about it and in such details, oh my! The chivalry, the social mores, and the decided way of life in those times dictates how the detective will come to his/her clues and how they are to be interpreted. It is interesting and stimulating to see how secrets are revealed without the DNA profiling, CCTV footage, and the whole gamut of forensic props. Not that I don't like them, don't you read me wrong here, I love watching Rizzoli and Isles but then th