He was a cheerful fellow, with a wide grin as I came out of the airport. “Rough flight?” he asked. “You bet,” I said as I got into his car. I was there to address a group on the role of the press, I looked around at traffic jams and crowded roads and said, “My Bombay’s become a lousy place to live in, how’s it over here?” He chuckled and asked. “You want a story while I drive?” “Shoot!” I said and found his grin contagious.

With the second major lockdown being imposed all over, there is a growing concern among renowned doctors of WHO, which after Donny Trumps frequent outbursts against it is not taken as seriously as they were once were. I chanced to be there in my imagination in one of their meetings.

 “I foresee evolution taking place!” said the orthopedic member of the prestigious organization, “As man starts sitting in one place for such long periods, slowly he will not need the use of his legs!”

Every once in a while we see someone with a far of look in their eyes, jaw locked with resolve and face steely with determination. The world laughs as they try to sell some far flung, huge, unimaginable idea. And then when we have all but forgotten them they appear again, millionaires or billionaires who have succeeded because they thought big.

"Doesn’t he love showing off his fancy legs!" I said loudly at the park last January. Loud enough for my companions to hear and they sniggered as the bald man in faded white T- shirt and shorts walked by at his incredible speed.

The weather last January had been cold with temperatures touching 8 degrees and we all walked our morning rounds in our tracksuits and woolens dragged out from boxes, generally opened only when going abroad.

Many years ago I was watching ‘Koffee with Karan’ and enjoyed him interviewing Rishi Kapoor and wife Neetu. Theirs is a marriage that has lasted quite a few decades and in the film kingdom this is a record of sorts. What I loved best however was when Neetu turns to hubby and tells Karan, “he’s a good man!

May be he drinks a little too much once in a way. May be he loses his temper, he’s no saint, but he’s a good man.”