Incidentally, Varghese, you are making strenous efforts as a propagandist for Sonia, wonder if you are looking to become a tea-boy for some local Keralite Congress MLA, and thereby ingratiate yourself further up the ladder to end up in the Signora Sonia household like one Mr. George, who was here personal secretary? For your and Neelima's benefit, here's my take on Signora Sonia. The Congress has been milking this sacrifice story for so long, that I am surprised Menda Vijaya has thought it fit to pull out this stale, cliche-ridden Bollywood drama of 'Kurbani -wali Bahu'. Let's see. A middle-class Italian of limited means comes to England. There she spies her main chance, the son of the Indian Prime Minister, no less! Another ambitious impetuous bahu loses her husband, and as so happens with widows in India, loses her place in the Prime Minister's household. The middle-class signora now takes over. Even if she had inhibitions about Indian politics, she sheds them gradually after her husband's demise. Oh, incidentally, her middle-class family, the Mainos now come into a fair amount of wealth. And one stereo-typical Italian joker, Qattrochi, rules the roost in India. To an extent that he actually picks up the rax phone from PRIME MINISTER Rajiv Gandhi's desk for his personal use, in his absence.
