From the ToI – sometime last year
When Sonia Gandhi hid her tears and despair behind those famous dark glasses and sat still like a nun at prayer, the embalmed body of her husband Rajiv Gandhi on a hot May afternoon of 1991, few would have imagined she would one day become one of the most powerful people on earth
am I mistaken or wasn’t Rajiv Gandhi blown to bits by a suicide bomber – and there was very little left to embalm
I wonder if a nice turn of phrase – which belongs more in a medieval romance than a national newspaper :
“hid her tears and despair behind those famous dark glasses and sat still like a nun at prayer”
justifies distorting reality !
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on Jan 5th, 2010 at 12:28 pm
[...] Rita Pereira wrote an interesting post today  Here’s a quick excerpt  I wonder if a nice turn of phrase – which belongs more in a medieval romance than a national newspaper : “hid her tears and despair behind those famous dark glasses and sat still like a nun at prayer”. justifies distorting reality ! … [...]
on Jan 5th, 2010 at 5:59 pm
on Jan 5th, 2010 at 11:23 pm
A use to language, to gauge one’s greatness..to extol the virtues out of the vice…is it puffry…or losing touch with the reality..
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on Jan 6th, 2010 at 10:19 pm
Wonder if somebody pointed out to the writer that he has obviously got his ‘history’ slightly wrong…
Was she even wearing dark glasses?
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on Jan 7th, 2010 at 7:19 pm