There was this interior decorator - a suited, booted fellow who - TopicsExpress

There was this interior decorator - a suited, booted fellow who came to see me in a three-piece woollen, Saville Row suit in the thick of summer - and began to lecture me about aesthetics, design, visual sense and all that. After listening to him for about half an hour and trying to figure out what he was saying through his peculiar American accent, I told him that I wanted something very simple for my living room. Just water-several feet deep- and little boats floating around, instead of large sofas. I told him that the centre-piece should be anchored down so that the tea service could be placed on it and all of us could row up to it in our boats and take sips from our cups. He looked a bit alarmed but that alarm gave way to sheer horror when I ... told him that I wanted live crows hanging from the walls instead of paintings - since I liked nature so much. And, instead of fans, we could have monkeys farting from the ceiling. Thats when he slowly backed out from the room with a strange look in his eyes. The last I saw of him was him running out of the front gate, at a pace that would have put an electric train to shame. If he can wear a woollen, three-piece suit in the height of summer, why cant I hang live crows on my walls? - Kishore Kumar, 85th Birth Anniversary of that Crazy Diamond