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Life after the fifteen minutes

I was walking at Carter Road last evening. Yes, I occasionally do exercise more than my digestive system.

I came across a candle march/ forum with Milind Soman standing there. Every girl I knew in college had a crush on him As do most women I know now. Turned out that the gathering was organised by NDTV. A Celebrate Bandra rock show was going on five feet away. It was close to nine o clock and they stopped the band for a few minutes to observe silence. The band joined Soman for a TV grab. A few teens clicking it all on their mobile were asked to join in by the anchor.

I resisted the urge to jump in, come on TV and wave at my mom. I marched on, instead, in my war against cholesterol. Without a candle.

I have got nothing against candle marches. As Rahul Bose said on CNN IBN yesterday everyone has their own way of coping.

Nor am I belittling the attacks because they happened in the 'First World' of South Mumbai.

The point that I am trying to make is that there is a lot that needs to be done. Jawans guarding the Gateway sleeping on the pavements? NSG Mumbai base formed at Pune because of land problems here? Force One Guards borrowing AK 47s from the CRPF to practice as guns haven't been procured for them?

No Prime Minister, not happening.

Comments

Scarlett said…
I've met Milind Soman. Went to take his interview once. He was in his "I love facial hair" phase but he look smouldering inspite of all that facial hair! Can't imagine how hot he would look without!
27 November 2009 at 01:33
Kalyan Karmakar said…
he has a very thick stubble now Scarlett. "designer stubble' as they used to call it during the George Michael days.

last time I bumped into him was at the ATM at Waterfield Road where he had very long hair. K was in the auto luckily for me. And in a cab on the way back from work yesterday :)
27 November 2009 at 04:30
Magical Homes said…
i saw a candle march at andheri while i was going from office to hangla's to get some biryani packed. i agree with you. i don't really believe in them. and nothing really has changed. worse still were the tv channels producing a whole lot of venom spewing programs to grab trps again. caught suhel seth and shobha de on times now yet again....
27 November 2009 at 04:53
Kalyan Karmakar said…
M D, and there is this couple Manish Tiwari and Ravi Shankar Jha who keep crossing channels and squabbling with each other... get a room guys
27 November 2009 at 05:16
Kalyan Karmakar said…
M D is the biriyani as good as their rolls or as bad as their kosha mangsho?
27 November 2009 at 05:17
Rahul Ghosh said…
There is a Rahul Ghosh who gives soundbytes to CNN-IBN???
28 November 2009 at 01:46
Kalyan Karmakar said…
Rahul, I caught the typo a day or so back. Didn't get around to fixing it.

Would attribute it to much highher share of mind of Ghosh Babu
28 November 2009 at 04:25
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