September 4th, 2010
Other than some Indian wrestlers failing a dope test, and 2 more top-level athletes pulling out – Kenya’s David Rudisha, the 800m world record holder & Mohammed Farah, the double European long-distance champion – the big news today is that if we inadvertently stray into one of the designated Commonwealth games lanes on the roads, a Rs 2000 fine await. Hari called me from the Golf Club this morning, to say that there were cops and barriers everywhere, so they clearly mean business.
Sheila-ji is also singing, so that’s great.
Talking of the Games anthem, the Games [...]
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August 28th, 2010
I left you last night as I was heading out to Mens’ Fashion Week, right ?
So the 4 of us went to our cousin Ashish Soni‘s show, and it was all great fun. A glass of wine with Deepika and Navneet Sindhu while we waited. A quick chat with Misha Grewal Soni, radiating smiles and calm amidst all the cameras and crowds of people. Lots of well-known faces in the audience, and of course, the show.
The theme of the collection was checks (and not cheques as the Times of India quaintly wrote earlier this week), and what [...]
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August 27th, 2010
Today has been a long day, and the evening is but young.
After a lazy couple of weeks, I was up with the larks this morning, and took Yoda for a yomp at the club.
Muddy doesn’t begin to describe the state of the trails, but we had great fun, and Yoda’s 2 canine NBFs joined us.
I know, I know, I am slowly turning into a caricature of the quintessentially dotty English woman, striding out with a pack of motley dogs, but what to do ?
The jungle/forest at the club was ridiculously green and [...]
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August 24th, 2010
Today is Raksha Bandhan, when sisters ask their brothers for protection. The sister gets all dolled up, goes and visits her brother and ties a “rakhi” or thread around his wrists (and gives him sweets, I think). The brother coughs up a present.
Chez nous, since Anjulie is still ill (we are crossing fingers it’s viral, not dengue fever) the day has been very subdued, but when I was out earlier today, there were women all togged out in their best silk saris, waiting for buses, hopping into rickshaws, zipping past travelling pillion on motorbikes - all going to [...]
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