And, for a Saturday pretty enough to get married on, few stray thoughts and a few general observations and a few points of view (all my own work):
Like, if Mr. Rajiv Gandhican meet Longowal, I see no reason why meet Mr. Chandra Shekhar cannot meet Simranji Singh Mann. Not that anything is going to come out of the meeting.
Like, I still credit to Mr. V.P. Singh driving in an open and an unprocted jeep and walking through the streets of Amritsar. Though nothing came out of that also.
And, according to my thinking, we have lost Kashmir, but ther is every chance of holding on to Punjab.
Like I agree with only one media award of Vinod Mehta: Tavleen Singh as the TV reporter of the year. To experience her talents, you should watch Business Plus regularly. Take out a subscription on Monday.
And I would go one step further and say that Tavleen Singh is an outstanding newspaper reporter also.
Like I do admire Mr. Rajiv Gandhi's action. Promptly, on the appointment of Mr. L.K. Advani as leader of the opposition, he has offered to shift out of the opposition leader's bunglow. Though I can understand the rationale behind it. What difference does it make as he will soon be shifting into the prime minister's bungalow.
Like first you complain that the government does not care for artistes. Then, when the government donates sums of Rs. one lakh to some of the state's distinguished artistes, you complain that the government trying to control the artistes.
Like I feel sorry for Dr. Homi Sethna. The sheriff, by tradition and practice, is not supposed to say or do anything. And now, because of Mr. Chudasama, everybody is waiting to see the sheriff move into action.
And these stray thoughts:
Like to sive credit where it is due, Sri Lanka has beaten India twice in a row. Though, of course, both in Margao and Cuttack the nasty wickets were responsible for India's defeats.
And now it looks like not only are we not the Asain champions, but also we are not the Asain champions minus Pakistan.
And, I think, Videocon is fully justified in withdrawing as sponsors. Nobody I his right mind would sponsor a tourmanent of the tree weakest teas in the world, especially if one of them is India.
Like something seems to have gone wrong with the schedules at the Sunday Observer. Tomorrow's copy was delivered today.
And this final point of view:
That next Saturday will be 1991. And who knows how many of us will be alive, how many retired, how many dead, recycled and reborn!