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!