First to begin with - a clarification. The subject of the previous post wasnt me. Much as I would have loved it, Two years of wait it would have to be.
Back to this post.
Years ago, when I was in 11th , I would watch television - news channel to be specific all through the day. Those were the days twenty four hour news channels had made their advent. A pretty lady would appear in one of those breakfast news shows. I would watch her, all along assuming that she was talking only to me. There is something about the news anchor that you would almost assume that she was making a conversation with you.
Waiting until the news show was over, I would head to college; Assured beyond any element of doubt that after such a start the day could never go bad.
Years passed the anchor moved from morning show to prime time. I moved through periods of prolonged TV depravity(thanks to hostel life) and out of adolescence. Today back in the airconditioned confines of this guest house, the lady appears on the news channel. Prettier than ever. You wonder where those years went by? You smile and watch the pretty lady paying almost no heed to the news item she is talking. Draped in a saree - she looks just like those long gone days. I know its easy to jump and say “Beauty is often just skin deep”. Try telling a 15 year old teenager….
Ms Razdan, wish you well.
