Modi had the chutzpah to post the vlog (video blog, for the uninitiated) of his African safari on the official IPL website! A lesser freeloader, I’ve got a blog of my own for that.
Cutting out the crap, IPL was the recurring theme in my mind during my African safari, and even when I was roaming around in the streets of Johannesburg, armed with my camera.
My skills, or rather lack of it, with the camera may not give even a Chunky Pandey, let alone Mike Pandey, a good run for money but if Modi doesn't care, so do I.
Pix 1: Sheepskin Sleepers at J’burg flea market. Shopkeepers vouched supply was directly proportional to the KKR fleecing in IPL.
Pix 2: A foodstall banner outside Wanderers taken way too seriously by some batsmen.
Pix 3: Where Jesse Ryder would invariably be spotted banging his head against wall, demanding extension of the happy hours.
Pix 4. Scientific evidence of how KKR inaction...KKR in action, I meant...can be the answer to insomnia.
Pix 5. Kishen Kanhaiya of Fake IPL Player fame. My guide gave this startling piece of information that male Ostrich's thigh turns pink when it's ready for mating. Quite a sensible thing. Since it allows she-Ostriches to either steer clear or get close to the male. A similar system in human society would have been handy. Indeed, the human superiority blabbering is nothing but vainglory.
Pix 6. Rhino Dada. You need a hide like his to cop so much of humiliation and still hang around.
Finally a video. May look like the future of some of the IPL franchisee owners but actually Zulu dancers!