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 !