I am not exactly what you would call a feminist, but this particular piece in the glitterati column of the Outlook had me seething for a bit.

A picture of Cricketeer Rahul Dravid and his wife Vijeta – with the write up:

Life peaks at 30 for cricketers, they say. Rahul Dravid was chosen Player of the Year in the first ICC ‘Oscars’ in London for cricket. He came to the function with the other recently acquired trophy, wife Vijeta. Not to say that’s a lucky mascot (the emphasis is mine)

Is that who a wife is Mr.Mehta – a trophy, A mascot ? A possession?

And yes, I do have a sense of humour most of the time