December 9th, 2013
My morning today was different, to put it mildly.
If I wanted to sex this blog post up, I could say that I stared down the barrel of a gun this morning, but that would be exaggerating a tad…what actually happened was that I went out of my gate to find an armed cop standing there, who waved me back inside. Forbidden to leave the property.
Armed cops on roofs.
Street shut off for nearly 2 hours.
Police cars everywhere.
“Why?” did I hear you ask.
Oh, because the PM was going to sign the [...]
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December 7th, 2013
An absolutely brilliant afternoon at the polo today, with an exciting, closely fought semi-final that went down to the wire, but there was not even a handful of us in the stands.
When we arrived, there were precisely 2 other people watching, and one of those was the match referee. I think we had swollen to a crowd of – what? – 7 by the end of the game. Pity, because what can be nicer than an afternoon in the warm winter sun watching polo?
Anyway, I thought I’d share with you a master class in how not to [...]
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December 5th, 2013
Watching polo is my passion in the Delhi winter, and I would never, ever do or say anything to criticise such a fabulous sport, but…boys, boys…there are 8 of you and yet the ball is all alone.
As the audience in a traditional British pantomime shouts out when the baddie approaches, “Look behind you!!”
This is my photo of the day.
December 3rd, 2013
It was when my friend Beverly and I heard these words belting out at top volume on Saturday afternoon that we decided to go and check.
We were being ageing rock chicks, in case you were wondering, at the just concluded NH7 concert (gig?) out in NOIDA. Beverley’s 2 sons were both taking part in this rock weekend, her eldest son Vir performing (more anon) and her son Tej running one of the electronic stages. Having never been to a rock concert – oh what a dull life I have lead – the invitation to go along was [...]
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November 27th, 2013
I am sure there must be many, many countries where life is predictable. Maybe even a tad dull. Where one day blends seamlessly into the next, where nothing really major happens. Where you never lurch from one emotion to the next in quick succession.
Clearly I am not talking about India.
In the course of just one day, my mood has been up/down/up again/then down a little/& now listening to the fireworks exploding over my ‘hood (it’s wedding season, folks) it’s definitely up once again.
I started the day feeling all nice and positive about the many little but [...]
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