How many of us are not familiar with the following image?
A gent in ‘safari’ suit (the hideous Indian concoction!), his mouth streaked red from a chewing paan, passing lewd innuendos at women when he is sure no ones watching him.
They seem to have permeated all our cities and towns with amazing resilience and will. You can just about visit anywhere and lo behold the above featured gent would be waiting to greet you at every murky corner. But I gravely fear for this genre of creatures. With them we shall lose an essential identity of our cities....so let's put our hands together for the 'Suffering Safari Seducers'!
Cars in Mumbai sport less scratches/dents than Bangalore despite the celebrated traffic overflow.
The above goes to prove:
Mumbai has better drivers. Which means,
A. Mumbai has better motor driving schools
B. Better trained traffic cops.
Buying Advaita Kala’s ‘Almost Single’ on an now-regretted impulse at the airport. I have to work on my natural instinct to empathize with ‘slayed-by-critics’ writer. This one is a ‘must avoid’.