I'm waiting for a colleague to turn up. He is stuck in traffic. Yeah sure. And I am Camilia Parker Bowles. So instead of surfing the web, like any self respecting guy, for pictures of ladies in various states of undress, I'm writing a post. Am I dysfunctional? Must check with my therapist Mrs. Shenoy, but she's away in Coorg, attending a wedding. I miss her. Her watchful eyes, her keen observation, her gift for rhetoric, especially on dietary issues. Well, she'll be back soon. The day after tomorrow, in fact. THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW! Good heavens! Better go to the All-you-can-eat Rajdhani Thali Restaurant tonight. Pizza for lunch tomorrow. And that nice Italian place tomorrow night. The one that seems to have a Sam's Club deal on mozarella cheese.
In other news, the President of Bangladesh has invited Sheikh Haseena to form a government.
I am always fascinated by this kind of thing. You know, we outsiders, we always wonder how things work in the power corridors.
Personally, I think the president first asks his wife if he should invite Sheikh Haseena over for dinner.
"That impossible lady! I don't think so. The last time she came over, she spilt daal all over my imported tablemats. If you HAVE to invite her, invite her to form the government instead. THAT should please Ms. Pompous!"
And so the President calls her up.
"Yes. Who's this?"
"Iajuddin! The President! YOUR president! How are you, Haseena How ARE you?"
"Oh, getting along, getting along"
"Congratulations on winning the elections and all that!"
"Oh, I don't know, just a fluke wouldn't you say? Still, thanks a lot. So, how're things with you?"
"Things are great, just great. Say, you know, Mrs. President and I wanted SO much to invite all of you over for dinner but servants are SUCH a problem these days. Poor Mrs. President has had a nervous breakdown.So I thought I would invite you to form the government. What are you doing over the weekend?"
"Nothing. Just me and the husband. My kids live in the US, you know, and what with the economic situation and all, they're finding it very difficult to get leave and all. Weekend is just fine"
"Settled, then. Drop in and form a government. And let's have some tea afterwards"
I have reason to believe that this is how things work in real democracies like Bangladesh.