There was me crawling across wet, squelchy, quicksand mud, screaming "I Will Not Let The Forces Of Nature Defeat Me" as lightning ripped the sky open and the several million angels simultaneously peed. Natasha watched from safer ground, keeling over with laughter.
That was the state of Bombay roads yesterday. And all I did was cross one lane to go to ITC Grand Central. The mud sucked in the rubber slippers I was wearing and I had to then leap across corrugated iron sheets that lay over live electrical wires. End result? I walked in to a five-star establishment barefeet but alive, laughing like a maniac. To their credit, they didn't stare...much.