Now Why Does Altaf Like Rushdie? …
Today is one of those days when nothing particularly fetching comes to mind to write home about, so do forgive me for meandering in my train of thought. I should mention though that ‘A Tale of Two Cities’ by the immortal Charles Dickens is proving to be a worthy read. His writing is so visual that the reader can picturize in his mind’s eye, every subtle nuance of the scene being described.
That’s the true talent of a good writer, though you might beg to differ. For instance my buddy Altaf, swears by Salman Rushdie, but honestly I cannot make head nor tail of what the man babbles on about. What do you have to say about this Altaf?
On a different note, last night I met up with an acquaintance from college who we shall refer to as
Cutting to the present, I serendipitously kept bumping into him every now and then, so we exchanged digits and decided to meet up. The plan was to catch some authentic Goan fare at a restaurant in Bandra. The meal turned out to be some chef’s convoluted idea of Goan food! Thankfully the company was more engaging.
In the course of the conversation, my friend admitted that my reputation in college was anything but Epicurean! He considered me to be all pious, prim ‘n’ proper. And this picture of piety was painted for his benefit by none other than my friend of the 4-day relationship! Hmmm… Well, I suppose no one expected this juvenile to be capable of any delinquent tendencies. Now, some of my friends may beg to differ…!
Wicked ole’ me decided to have a little fun at the cost of dear mum. I zipped across an email to the old romantic, relating the events of my night out, being particularly felicitous whilst describing the profile of my friend. He works for an international research agency. He is Goan. He is single. And he makes intelligent conversation. Am still awaiting a reply from her…he he he!
