I am Back

It has been quite a while since my last blog. Of-course I am hearty at this ripe age with heart attacks and joint pains still at bay. It’s just that I was caught up and didn’t have the author-like frame of mind. Thank you for missing me, all my beautiful angels….wonder what I would have done without you all around (in different shapes & sizes!). Much water has flowed under the bridge since my last blog and I was absolutely thrilled to find that somewhat of a “comment war” had started between individuals in the forum.

Where do I start from? Ever wondered what diamonds can do to a lady? She is stunning, carries herself with élan and she makes heads turn. No stupid, I am not talking about a beautiful lady; rather I am talking about the DIAMONDS. At a recent do in Bombay, a dear old (in every sense) friend turned up sporting glittering diamond ear-rings (almost like boulders), GAS jeans and sexy top. She did manage to look quite a siren in the dim environment but that was enough for another lady from the Capital to turn green, orange and purple. No no no not out of jealousy (that is an inherent quality and integral part of women’s existence) but out of being left high & dry by Miss (rather Dame) Bombay. Grapevine has it that Bombay gave a royal ignorance to Delhi even when Delhi (apparently) twisted her ankle. The fact was, D was so upset that while dancing tried to trip B but somehow her own fat feet got entangled and she twisted while performing a twist! But alls well that ends well…D did not fracture her ankle and B got back home happy.

I was hunted down by HUNTER friend literally. Usually she hunts me to find a head for her client, but this time around she was in a fix. She wants to buy birthday gifts (NOT FOR ME) and wanted to know stores (read luxury brands) where she can find certain stuff. I did try to promote Hidesign and DaMilano….but they are INDIAN brands and I was snubbed down. So I did mention about some of my favourite brands like Dunhill, Hugo & Aigner. After slapping (over the phone) me for sending her to these stores, madam found her way to DaMilano. Why don’t women listen at the first go!

By the way my producer friend’s life is happening. Her in&out relationship with a murgi-wala from Park Circus seems to be finally over. To celebrate the momentary break-up, she headed to Puri to pull the chariot of Lord Jagannath. But what caught the attention of all the Puri-walas was not her pulling of the roth (that she did with her little finger, though some eye-witnesses say people thought she want to powder her nose! Rustics) but her Dimple Kapadia like coming out of the sea. Whao…I can picture thee, honey! Apparently she ha become darker than the nulias. Hope she regains her complexion before shifting to Bombay where is she bound to meet murgi-wala from Park Circus.

Talking about holidays, riot and curfew became the order of the dayin Shillong post a not-so-original page 3 celebrity’s visit. She insisted on donning attires that is suitable in civilised African tribal societies. So much so, I am told that her hubby and daughter decided to stay in another hotel and IGNORE her completely. So whats doing the round these days are morphed photographs of a family holiday! Don’t believe what you see…I am not visible in any of the pics!

Ok friends, before I sign off some news in nutshell:
Friend from 9th floor is AVOIDING both head hunter & me. His ever so confused state of mind has become more perplexed with complexities about life & JOB

A leading PR agency in the capital has ordered for a specially designed chair so that a SWIFT can fit in

Not being able to accept rustic & un-lady like behaviour, my lady in the States had her mother over there to bring her back to civility. Now I hear the sister has gone. I can assure both the entities that it’s a waste of time. She can actually make a Bihar out of Japan. Good going sweetheart…I will be always your loyal MISTER (SOCKS!!!)