A few days back, I was caught on the wrong side of the law and for once, was thrilled. I always threw longing glances at a tiny corner bookstore on the busy mainroad near my office and finally mustered the will to enter the place. The only problem, ofcourse, was that Mr. A Zayed (the [...]
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Absolutely right. I am a woman and I started watching cricket only because of Mandira Bedi. If not for her outstanding taste in wardrobe, I would have been found chopping onions in the kitchen when a cricket match is shown live! I saw Dada’s adrenaline pumping jig during the Natwest series and held my breath [...]
