This is a picture perfect slideshow any journalist in the world would hanker after. By the end of it (and I won’t be surprised) ‘Devansh Patel’ will be the envy of all men. Why? Well,
I have the stunning Nargis Fakhri in my arm,
that’s why. For the past decade,
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Read More This is a picture perfect slideshow any journalist in the world would hanker after. By the end of it (and I won't be surprised) 'Devansh Patel' will be the envy of all men. Why? Well, I have the stunning Nargis Fakhri in my arm, that's why. For the past decade, India has been looking for its own Nargis Fakhri but every candidate has been flawed, till Imtiaz Ali spotted the diamond that deserved a shine. And like so many men who'd queue up to get their hands on the diamond, I'm happy to say that I was the lucky one standing first. As I enter the huge en suite room holding the almost 5 feet tall surprise I'd got for Fakhri, she screams. I am hiding my face behind the glossy red wrap till she delivers, "Ok! You can put that down". I obey and I see her face for the first time. She looks so unpretentious and easygoing; it gets to the point where I almost forget she's Nargis Fakhri, until she kneels down, looks at her present from top to toe, gets her two hands in action and unwraps it passionately. Did I just say 'easygoing'? Wait, there's more! She unties the white ribbon and like any hippie would, makes a head band out of it as she tries on her new skirt: courtesy the red glossy wrapping paper. One look at her and you can certainly conclude that God must've made her while doing some mischief.
She switches immediately and finds me a cosy corner for our much awaited date chat. I pick up the golden present and place it right where she is seated in her black knee length dress that's whispering in my ears, 'You can't get any closer than this'. Sitting opposite one of the world's most notorious beauties is an experience that requires some processing. Impressions: She has a seriously filthy laugh; she is graceful and straight-backed with head held high and her photogenic beauty is mesmerizing in real life. Which is quite disturbing because it makes you 'gaze' and 'gaze'. But over the many 'dates' I've come to know that women who can hypnotize men just by sitting and breathing have a spooky power. Now I'm at an arm's length away from her and can't help but look right in her eyes. It's evident that she has fine genes and good bones and is considerably more beautiful in flesh than in pictures and in her late twenties, she looks brazen yet girlish, sexy yet sweet, with an almost puppyish enthusiasm. A bombshell of a girl, I would say, Nargis Fakhri is like a tall, frosty glass of milk - but when you take a sip, you realize that the milk has bourbon in it (Milk Punch, as it is known, is a deliciously sweet brunch beverage that you can consume gallons of before you realize you're intoxicated). And the Nargis Fakhri hangover continues...
UK's Harrow Observer columnist and Bollywood Hungama's London correspondent brings you 'On a Date with' the poised, polished, utterly composed and notoriously naughty Nargis Fakhri in this Part 1 exclusive.
Devansh Patel: It took me a lot of time to figure out what gift to buy for you. So here I was looking at some dozen candle stands till my eyes spotted this poor tall one standing all alone.
Nargis Fakhri: Poor thing? But hey, if my house sets on fire, it's all going to be your fault.