“Hey, I have a strange request. Don’t know if you’d be interested, but my friend needs help...”
Me: Yelling into my phone over the Andheri traffic, “ Tell me...”
“Okay, so there’s this Saudi princess who’s getting married.”
Me: Still yelling, “WHAT BUSINESS????? “
“SAUDI PRINCESS who’s getting married.”
Me: “Bhaiya, taxi roko.” (Dude, I would have stopped a plane to hear this.)
“And she wants a four minute music video for her mehendi ceremony. An original Arabic bollywood song.”
“And she’s bollywood crazy, and wants 12 top stars to feature in it.”
Me: making gurgling sounds
“Of course, for a substantial fee they have all agreed. Now my friend wants to know if you can write the song and the video.”
Me: jumping up and down in the taxi, still making gurgling sounds.
“ She wants them all to be dressed in Tarun Tahilianai. And Shahrukh said he can say a few lines, but he doesn’t have time to do a whole acting piece...hello...hello...
Me, almost hugging the taxi driver: Yes, yes, I accept...I accept...mujhe kubul hai...
On a serious note: If this blog suddenly vanishes, either she’s bought over blogger. Or I have been beheaded.