AJITH PILLAI imagines in his column Straight drive to Raisina Hill in The Daily Mail about Little Master Sunil Gavasker, dreaming of being the President of India and delivering his Presidential address:
‘Friends, cricketers and countrymen, lend me your bats; I stand here to bowl a few long hops to Manmohanji not to praise him; I know the shots he missed and the catches he dropped will live after him; The several good innings he played will be interred with the UPA’s bones: So be it with our PM…The noble Sushma Swaraj hath told you Manmohanji was anti-aam admi. And Sushamaji is an honourable man-oops woman…’
….By now dawn had broken. I decided to call APJ Abdul Kalam for his advice. Without any provocation he asked me if I preferred my eggs sunny side up and I answered in the affirmative.
‘Gavaskarji, you are so predictable,’ he said in his typical drawl.
And then he launched into classical Tamil which was not Marathi to me.
Thankfully, he translated poet Thiruvallur into English although he made me repeat the verses after him.
‘The axle of a cart loaded even with peacocks’ feathers can break. Think and then undertake work; to think later will bring disgrace.’
Rattled I rang up Sidhu for some news. He was apologetic. ‘Sunnybhai, things are bad. Soniaji says the Congress can’t back another Maharashtrian after nominating Tendulkar to the Rajya Sabha. And BJP President, Nitin Gadkari, says you’re unsuitable since you once refused to wear khaki shorts… Guru, I’ve finally learnt that a fat man downsized through surgery is more dangerous than a tree that grows in girth through watering.’
Well, there went my Presidential hopes…
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