<span class=normal>Abhay is swigging what looks like a combo of cold coffee and a protein shake. Oddly close to his family, he refers to his uncle, Dharmendra, as Dad and his father Ajit as Uncle. I grew up with two sets of parents - my biological ones and my uncle and aunt. My grandmother set the rule that everyone would call my uncle and aunt, dad and mom. My cousins were my brothers and sisters and that just brought the family closer. I think thats why today, I can accept a complete outsider as family because my own family made me take in my uncle and aunt as my real parents. It was a nice thing. A traditionally conservative family, Abhay is probably the first Deol since Dharmendra to be doing his own thing. Money was never a prerogative and fitting in was thrown out of the window. Living on his own, away from the family, allegedly with his lady love Preeti Desai, a super model, from the UK, Abhay is the definition of cosmopolitan. While he is politically correct, hes also ready to occasionally let his guard down unlike most of Bollywood - this while taking five from saving cinema and resurrecting real. For a boy who grew up loving Daryl Hannah and Michelle Pfeifer, hes a bit of a paradox when he says that he isnt interested in ideals. Pensively looking at the garden outside he grins mischievously as he decides on how best to put it, Flaws are good. Without flaws life would be boring. Hed know best, considering hes far from being any ones ideal man. Honesty is probably the only thing he cherishes more than anything else - a trait I noticed on the shoot as he glanced across the star studded wall at Rakesh Shresthas studio and made some rather undiplomatic comments about certain stars and their affinity towards plastic surgery. Their sharp stares and half-opened mouths suddenly seemed to have more reason than they ever did. <BR><BR><br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>Courtesy - The Man </span>