Guys.... first an important clarification: That juicy, masaledaar earlier blog on Sue was written by a hugely talented senior journo called Vrinda Gopinath. NOT ME!!!!!! I wish I had written it, but.....
Secondly, I thought I had made that amply clear in the very first line. It even says 'By Vrinda Gopinath'.
Right now my mind is on pillow talk not willow talk!! I have finally found the pillows of my dreams. Not goose down but duck feather. After the excitement of the match last night ( like Nita Ambani, I too was ready to jump straight into Bhajji's waiting arms), I came home to a Kheema pav dinner and .... and.... surprise, surprise.... found these extraordinary pillows waiting for me. They not just looked inviting, they were incredibly comfortable with just the right amount of yield built into them. I knew I would sleep well at night - and did! My husband was mighty pleased with my reaction, since I had been cribbing about the pillows we shared earlier for months and months. He triumphantly told me about his duck feather hunt which ended at 'The Good Earth' - surely one of the best home stores ever!
Oh.... I spent the day in a relaxed ,happy mood thanks to the pillows, which helped me to bond warmly with Shakuntala. Shakuntala??Who dat?? She is a beautiful lady (with even more beautiful daughters), who comes to Mumbai all the way from Himachal Pradesh to sell beads of various kinds. Shakuntala has been coming to our home for years - but this time it was after a long, long break. As always, she bullied me into buying strings upon strings of beads I definitely don't need!! But what the hell, just looking at them , touching them, and soon .... wearing them.... has given me joy. And her.....much needed money. I think it has been an altogether fair exchange.
About the IPL.... ummmm...... wrote a really long column on the latest developments.... so right now, I am totally IPL -ed out. Perhaps tomorrow.... perhaps not....