You see Sir, finally, the home of your dreams proposes to be within your reach in a proposed 60-storey residential tower. It has a proposed garden spanning lakhs of square feet. Six swimming pools. Proposed. Two tennis courts. proposed. An International School within the complex. Proposed. Amphitheater. Proposed. Proximity to the proposed railway station. And proposed airport. A proposed supermarket to meet your daily needs. Loans from leading banks and financial institutions. Conditions apply. Uninterrupted water and power supply, subject to authorities' reply. The location is a marvel and just off a proposed 80-storey residential tower. All of the above and so much more. Proposed. Er, rehabilitation of slums across the road? Opposed. Possession after 5 years? That's Supposed.

Mr.President Obama and Governor Romney, what were the 3-round power-lacked debates all about, huh? Haven't you realized that the Economy, Employment, Industry, Wall Street, Gross Domestic Poverty (GDP), Dollar, Nuclear Arsenal, Afghanistan, Iraq, Pakistan, Taliban, China, are all beyond control of what-appears-to-be the most powerful man on the planet?! Hell yeah, it's Nature and her fury-canes of the likes of Irene, Katrina and Sandy that shape the world; Sea Men and all the Masters of the Universe, when Sandy sneezes, the world freezes!

Ecclestone, you must be feeling like the King of Good times yeah, what with all that Vroom and Dhoom that the Gol-Gol-ghoom of a race gave ya; hope the event gives you yet another Bernie reason to be back where all the Mallya is! By the way, did you know that on all occasions other than Formula None, the brand "Buddh" goes Local or National and becomes a short circuit to ignite and appease voters of some poverty-stricken "backward community"? Do ya? Know? Yes? No?

Dad. Mom. You went through it all. Trials, tribulations. Joy, sorrow. Peak, trough. Celebrations, grief. All of it. Together. It amazes me. Truly. And How. Guess, I need more and a couple of you in me. Both. When you gave all those fly-by-night marriage counsellors a run for their money and weathered thunder and blunder (!) storms together. You understood. Misunderstood. And understood. Each other. Again. You showed how a lot can happen over a cutting chai or even a rice plate (!), since how Love isn't only about money, honey. You showed how work, schooling and eddication schedules need not interfere with the precious time one spends with their loved ones. You showed how love for family is above all. Family. The most prestigious A+ Grade University an individual can attend; no reservations! You showed how Fair and Lovely is a mere imagination about Fast Moving Consumer Goods that neither last nor they're good. After all, it's within; as it has always been within you. Both. You showed how honesty still remains the best policy even without a life insurance. Dad. Mom. Guess, I have been so lucky to belong to a generation that witnessed LIFE and Values. With perks. Of sheltered care. And Love. And Affection. Exemplary. You are. Will my generation be able to make it? Just like you did? Dad? Mom?

Alia, you truly must be in Jannat of the Saatwaan Aasman, huh? After all, you were selected as Student of The Year by none other than Karan Johar of Kabhie Khushi Always Glum frame! Bhatt, Alia, seriously, for Jism's sake, one expected your sissy, uncle and dad to provide a launching pad similar to all that human anatomy Murder fad that makes them go mad, and Emraan Hashmi very glad! How Bed, er bad!

Usually, an office meeting starts with a greeting where facts are overlooked, figures are shared, participants are dared to think beyond how they have fared, even as the management continues to draw everyone's attention to show it has always cared! Snacks, tea and coffee are served throughout the day, agendas are drawn, discussions are "parked", lunch is spread, massive drawing boards are prepped, a little thought is spared, decisions are deferred, and each participant takes up only what is "preferred"! At the end of it all, hours are circulated in minutes, acknowledged in days, perused in weeks, as each action item becomes a tick box only to reappear as an agenda for the next meeting in another place. And another date. And another time. FYI, until next time!

Khurshit, yeh Vadra raha, in law I TRUST! Though, what goes "gutli" to me of the Mango people in a Banana Republic - with both fruits being virtually unaffordable - is how you and your better (?) half skilfully drew a parallel between a crippled law and human disability to cheat in the name of charity! Bole toh Thakur, kanoon ke haath lambe toh hote hain, par jab Salman ne ek baar disability ki commitment kar di, toh phir woh apne Paap ki bhi nahin Sunta!

Office Bearers of all parties, including Bharat Junk Party, Shit Sena, Con-Class, National Chauvinistic Pics (!), Bahut Junk Samaj Party, Samaj Barbaadi Party, Maharashtra No Nirman Sena, in case you want to wish happy birthday to your dealers, er, leaders - local or national - please wish them over phone or send a message or dispatch a grand "mukke", er, bouquet! However, please do not erect posters with your photos and those of your cronies - each vying for a Guinness Record for a striking resemblance to the terrorist next door (!) - since the city already has too much of filth to put up with! Also, we're children of God, and so He knows, and hence there is no need for you to indulge in wasteful public expenditure (!) by welcoming citizens on behalf of Lord Ganesha or Mata Durga and erecting banners that have you sharing screen space with the divine deities; "kharr boltoy, aatach kadhoon taak, naahi tar tyaanchi satkel"!

Lewis, heard you recently burnt a lot of rubber and fuel on the streets of BKC? So, how were the roads of Bandra Kurla, Complex? You know, I, too, burn a lot of fuel and rubber on the streets of Bombay, every day; good grace, while you race to emerge an ACE, I look for SOME space to get that little pace! By the way, in your quest for speed, you must have vroomed past residences of a few personality (disorders!) who call themselves tigers and thereby tarnish the persona of a species who is already on the verge of extinction! Aaila, did you meet a cricketing icon who lives in Bandra? You see, his tax-flayed Ferrari Ki Sawaari turns on tire that simply refuses to retire! Not the least, Lewis, hope you had a toll-free chance to visit the city's iconic bridge called the Bandra-WORRY-Sealink; it's a clear favourite among those who like to savour all ties with the Arabian Sea! By the way, what does your Mc-Laren Mercedes run on? Petrol? Diesel? CNG? LPG? Kitna Deti Hai? Huh?!