Blogging is such sweet sorrow.... Shakespearebhai, do forgive me. To Blog or not to Blog, is the question. I read the Bloggers' Ten Commandments in some paper over the weekend, and felt a little sheepish. It said, 'Never on a Sunday'. I had all the time in the world ( well... not ALL... but). I nearly blogged... but remembered the golden rule . And refrained. Monday morning blogging is never the best plan. I feel rushed, stressed and more. Am making a stupid trip to Delhi, for something avoidable. But slyly combining it with some important work. I have less than 24 hours to achieve all this.... and make a speech, which should be reasonably coherent, if nothing more inspiring. I'll , of course, give it my very best shot. So, wish me luck.
But as of now, my mind is on getting to the airport on time. It is an absolute nightmare from where I live. Anything between 2 or 3 hours, depending on the traffic.
I have recovered from the hectic GQ launch party at the Four Season's. The party was fun enough. But Four Season's ?? Those guys need a crash course in desi hospitality and basic courtesy. At those insane prices.... one expects a modicum level of efficiency. Agreed, it was a huge party. With a cast of 500 very glam people. But hello! the hotel was aware of the numbers well in advance. Right? It was difficult to get any kind of service. Drinks? Forget it. Food?? Was it really there? Thank God for the music. A dj from Ibiza, Blues on another level. A free floating crowd (too many wannabes). Porsche - you are too posh a brand to get your reputation diminished as chief sponsor of this event. Ask for your money back. Four Season's - get your act together, buddies. Your time starts now!!