Even the Gods could not understand women , how could I, I am only a mortal being . I realized it from the incident that can never be forgotten .
It was early morning of 10th April 2008 .
A beauty entered my home . She was tall , slim , fair complexioned with dove eyes . She came apparently all alone , no call bell , no invitation , no formalities , headed straight to my bed room . I had never seen her earlier . From her no non- sense attitude it appeared as if she meant nothing but business .
She had a straight face with sharp angles er … like bollywood actress Ravina Tandon . Her sharp features were as if uttering ‘ankhiyon se goli maare …’ . Just then she smiled .
Her smile was like Madhubala , the matinee idol of yester years . Her smile was unilateral , her left naso labial fold was more prominent than right one like Madhubala . Who can forget the dance on the the versatile Mugal-e-Ajam song ‘Jab pyaar kiyaa to darnaa kyaa ‘.
But her eyes were as glittering as those of Madhuri Dixit . When Madhuri danced to the tune of ‘ Dhak dhak karne lagaa ,jiyara jalane lagaa ’, my heart jumped in my chest , the way it had jumped when I was 16 .
As I was getting mesmerized with the beauty , she walked towards me with spring in her feet . Her gait was like Priyanka Chopra . When Priyanka danced in ‘Don’ , and did a thumka on ‘ Khaike pan banaa rasvaala ,’ all film lovers went gaga with the enchanting beauty .
The girl was lean and thin built like zero figure Kareena Kapoor . Kareena had also shown her prowess in the same film with Shahrookh when she danced on the tune of ‘ Ye mera dil Pyaar ka divaanaa ….. ’ the original dancer was Helen .
Oh miss why don’t you speak ? Say some thing no …!
The sweet little thing opened her mouth , she was about to say some thing … . Her upper lips moved in like Zeenat Amaan . In Hare Rama Hare Krishna , Zeenat captivated her audience with the song ‘ Dum maaro dum …’
I was in my dream land , but was woken up by her words … ‘ Doctor , I am from Income Tax department , there is a raid in your house ’. Soon , few more tax sleuths entered my house , followed by armed police men .
Now the little sweet thing was looking like …. Er …. Lalita Pawar !
