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Don’s Wife by Vinod Pande – A Spotlight

 

Don’s Wife by Vinod Pande

 

The Blurb
 
Lethality of beauty and inner radiance brutally felled, after several dastardly attempts on her life in different cities of the world, Kamini, the firebrand leader of the emerging new party, the icon of the youth, the idol of the world of glitter and glamour, the revered social reformer, the enigmatic wife of the dreaded underworld Don Harsh Jadhav, assassinated by unidentified gunmen at the unlikeliest of places, right at the front door in the porch of her own house. With mere two mortal shots, death had snatched her from life and what a life! She could launch a million ships, both with her beauty and her exceptional brilliance. A fulsome life but a born rebel. Defiantly left all this to marry a man she loved, a man, she was to learn rather late in the day, was the son of one of the most feared mobsters in the country. A woman who went beyond, beyond the societal mores in her passionate relationships. Then, then the world did not remain the same. A saga began. A saga of revenge and hope, of aspirations and betrayals, of human tragedies and triumphs. A story of tall men and even taller women where heroes are not only heroes and villains are not only villains. Story of Kamini, more powerful in death than even in life
 
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Meet the Author
Vinod Pande is a producer, writer, editor and award winning director whose body of work includes films such as Ek Baar Phir (1979), Yeh Nazdikeeyan (1982) and Sins (2005) among many others. He has also made popular TV shows such as Airhostess (1985-86) and Reporter (1992-97). He worked as programming head for Sahara TV (1997-2000). “The Don’s Wife” marks his debut as a published author. 
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This post is part of the blogtour for Don’s Wife by Vinod Pande and is being conducted by The Book Club.

LETTING MY HAIR DOWN

Playing with my hair, or at least trying to, is not quite new to me. Pigtails and ponytails were par for the course for school and kiddy birthday parties.

It was only when I got married that playing with my hair became a form of what else, but play. Inspired by myriad Bollywood songs, I too wanted my very own beau to play peek-a- boo with my hair. But it was not to be.  Perhaps it was because neither of us was a good singer and the strains of Bollywood songs playing in the middle of the night could be quite disruptive for the other members of the household. Or was it that long hair did not much enamour the beau seeing that his hair was almost as long as mine (we are Sikhs, see)?

Ah, well.

Next, I tried playing ‘House House’ with my hair and it mostly consisted of making a top knot to avoid hairy additions to the food or hairy curtains blinding my eyes while I dusted.

I even played ‘Office Office’ in which my hair starred as a top knot again but now decorated with a couple of loose tendrils and a diamond studded clip.

The topknot (sometimes a bouffant) became a fixture as life settled into a routine of baby-toddler-school-college.

Play seemed to have taken a backseat to the serious business of living. One even laughed sometimes at the memories of the Bollywood peek-a- boos that weren’t.

And then one day, many years later, when a beauty therapist, while oiling my scalp, oiled away the melanin from a few strands of my hair, I decided to play ‘color my hair’. Global, highlights, lowlights… this was the beginning of a fun trend as I experimented with golden, blonde, ash blonde( names of colors) and what not.

Sadly, the trusted colorist preferring to go the family way twice in three years has paid put to my mane-ly matters.

But the craving to play is back. Short of cutting my hair, I am game for a brand new caper. A perm comes to mind. Time for a daring new look? Time to play ‘Myself’?

Many say perming causes the hair to break and get damaged. Well, they said that when I decided to colour my hair, too (I took care of that problem with my Dove hair care products and I’m sure I can do the same this time, too).

Now to find a trust-worthy, skilled hair stylist!! Can it be tougher than finding a needle in a haystack?

This post is part of #DovePlay, conducted by #Indiblogger

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