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Couldn’t she have had a better hairstyle than one which makes her hair stand up in ungainly tufts, like that of a bird soaked to its skin in the Mumbai monsoon? Couldn’t he have worn a jacket without those offensive stripes, often an indicator of a perfect marriage of bad taste with sudden money? But Rahika is soaring after the success of Andhadhun; Ali Fazal, too, is gearing up for his role in a Hollywood production of Death on the Nile, the Poirot mystery. They smiled reassuringly at the ‘IIFA Rocks’ event; they had a lot of fun.
People across the world don’t just get why the US’ rampant, speciously glorified gun-culture—progenitor of an unending series of tragedies—cannot be reined in for the sake of ordinary Americans. Naomi Campbell, her lustre undimmed, has not given up. At the London Fashion Week, her chaste white gown was sullied by this bloody bullet wound. ‘Give up this madness’, it screamed. Will the rednecks listen?
Chances are that you’ve fooled around a pool table in a pub, miscuing those coloured orbs merrily, happy with the satisfying ‘clicks’ and the rare ‘pocket’. Imagine a bigger table, the highest stakes, webs of intricate geometry flashing through players’ minds as they stand still, chalking their cues. Just try taking in Pankaj Advani’s achievement—the man just won his 22nd World Billiards Championship title. Move over, Virat; spare a thought, Sindhu.
In this age of ‘likes’, ‘hits’ and instant instagram popularity, blood ties to celebrities are enough to rub off on seekers of public approbation. Anam Mirza (Sania’s sister) and Md Asaduddin (Azhar’s son) are, if you like, such second-hand celebrities. Can he flick balls from the 5th stump to the square leg boundary? Can she hit rasping, inside-out forehands? Nah, the dating (‘rumoured’, of course) pair is content to reap the dividends of their relatives’ exploits.
She was once cruelly ignored for having dark skin and, consequently, suffered from under-confidence. Now, Madhulika Sharma, from Assam, cocks her thumb at those dimwits as her 5-foot-9.5-inch frame dances down catwalks at the New York Fashion Week. Sies Marjan...Zimmermann...Brock are but a day’s work for the latest Indian model to make eyes at top fashion brands. Never mind the echoes from the ’80s in this truncated suit. Heed her advice: be comfy in your skin.
The first major international conference on the #MeToo movement took place in Iceland’s Reykjavik on Tuesday. The country’s woman PM Katrín Jakobsdóttir told the press that the meet was to gauge the movement’s impact and discuss ways to take it forward to “relegate sexual harassment to history”.