A day in the life of LIFE

Days are passing by with the velocity of “Street Hawk”, and sitting in 3x3 cubicles under artificial lighting does no good to your cause with regard to catching up with the news in any way. But, with the power of “connectivity” driving everything around the world, even my doodh wala has an email id and talks about leveraging youtube and google for online advertising.

A lot many things have changed the order of the world since I last blogged.

As part of the “socializing” etiquette I donned the attire of a chalti phirti Rangoli for a day on account of “Holi” celebrations, and I was morphed to such an extent that folks at my colony conducted a DNA test before they let me in

Liz Hurly and Arun Nayar showcasing their wedding in true desi ishtyle was the highlight of the week though. The fact that amused me the most was “Sir” Elton John lauding Liz on finding the right man after initial mistakes (obviously Hugh Grant) with credentials that best suit Michael Jackson’s commentary on Carnatic music.

The guests included Liz's son, whose father is claimed to be a producer who was associated with her in addition to Matthew Perry (Chandler Bing of “Friends”) and Hugh Grant, in her previous relationships. All the best to Mr. Nayar to ensure that the wedding does not end up like another Gurinder Chadda film which gets over even before you finish your pop corn.

The Big Bad budget caught everyone unawares with “Mr. White” Chidambaram proclaiming a conservative budget , targeting to only please the Cotton sellers of Coimbatore to ensure that his daily supply of dhotis remains unhindered.

In another piece of news, Sunita Williams (no she’s not the “separated at birth” sibling of the Williams sisters) is missing samosas in outer space. Spotting this lucrative opportunity, Babu Chettan Chai kada (chain of authentic chai samosas imported from the gelf) has decided to go global, rather go universal and set up a floating tea shop in space.

Meanwhile the world cup fever is catching up with everyone, and news items like “Indians begin with courage and self confidence” flash across the media even as the Indians structuring their innings reflect a strategy as strong as that of the American Cricket team.(yes the yankees do have a team, most of which is constituted by expats)

There is a galore of offers everywhere. The other day I stopped over at the local Pan wallah who offered me a free supari as a promotional scheme. My grocer has a lucky dip offer for anyone who buys 10kg of provisions in a day, and the winner gets a trip to West Indies. But the asterix below the promotion pamphlet reads “ The trip is ex- Mumbai, with West Indies being the first village at the Maharashtra - Gujarat border and the mode of transport - Chacha Choudhury’s bus service”.

Hritik Roshan had to pay dearly for his inquisitiveness when he was simultaneously modeling for Tata Sky and Chloromint. His question of “Where you going Paape?” elicited a tight slap from the “ghaas ki dukaan” who said “Dobara mat poochna!”

No matter what I do, I cannot but help but turn my attention towards snippets on the world cup, right from my insurance agent to my doctor. Maybe that needs an exclusive post covering the live action from the Carribean!

Till then, “Let’s play for India !!”