January 23, 2020

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  • OUTLOOK
  • Monday
  • 17 December, 2018
Ode To Joy

You’d believe if  someone told you this was a frieze, frozen in time, of a particularly opulent celebration. That painterly quality of Priyanka Chopra-Nick Jonas’s sangeet at Jodhpur’s Umaid Bhawan owes much to the rich raiments of the bride, soon-to-be-wed Isha Ambani and Parineeti Chopra. National, international art­istes performed, Bollywood numbers thumped about and the light reflected from the assembled jewellery blinded many a man.

Pricelessly Golden

We talked about Sonali Ben­dre sometime back, lauding her spirit at staring down the ‘emperor’, and of the unfli­n­ch­ing support she gets from husband Goldie Behl. She’s back in Mumbai, having ric­hly earned that thumbs up.

Moral: Labels Are Slippery

Angela Ponce, standing at a statuesque 5’ 11, had to struggle, faced morale-corroding bias, steeled herself up and vowed that “to be the best is a must”. Why, you wonder, should a girl as lovely as that be treated with such cruelty in modelling. Because Angela, we’re told, is a transgender. Now she’s on her way to the Miss Universe pageant, trouncing 20 other Spanish contestants. We love this baby.

Six Over The Cow Corner

Yeah, it’s time to rejoice, big Chris! Wrongly acc­used in Australia’s Fairfax media (oh, those boorish, lying kangaroos!), including Sydney Morning Herald, of a gross act of sexual harassment, a Sydney court has fin­­­ally ruled in Gayle’s favour. A neat sum of $220,000, as damages, falls into his pocket. Cheerio!

Completely Planned

Sachin and Anjali posed with son Arjun at the wedding reception of Deepika-Ranveer. That was eno­ugh for sharp-eyed wags. The sight of the lanky fast-bowler bes­ide his diminutive dad took them to the Boost-peddling youth of Sachin. The preferred health drink of Arjun? Complan, they tittered!

She Don’t Need No Gun

 Yami, as pretty as the first flush of pink that colours the eastern sky, led a contingent during the army’s surgical strike across the border. Or so URI: The Surgical Strike would have us believe. Str­etch your credulity brothers, and imagine Yami in a fatigue. One fierce look from those dreamily determined eyes, and poof, the enemy dissolves into rubble and dust.

This Too Happened

Called the ‘worst alphabet book ever’, a picture-book by  rapper Lushlife and programmer Chris Carpenter made No. 8 of The New York Times bestseller list, leaving publishers scrambling for more copies. ‘P’ is for pterodactyl; ‘T’ is for tsunami in the book, which is about the quirks in the English language.

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