6 cms, 13 gates and Corollas

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Felt like the Yankee in King Arthur's Court the moment I landed in Lahore. Tall, hefty immigration officers and policemen greeting us at every nook and cranny! Alongwith the other 20-odd journos, our group least resembled Team India. Yaani ki... "Amitabh sir khushnumaz hain toh", asked Asad Jaan, puffing on his tobacco stick, while driving us to PC (Pearl Continental). The car stereo blared "Kal Ho Na Ho", as we sped away from the lofty Allama Iqbal Airport. Hmm, time for Mr. Bhardwaj, my accompanying cameraman to blurt out "gaana kam kijiye". Poor Rajesh. Here he was, in the land of aggro-cricket, and was being asked about Bolly's Oakwood!! "Varaye Meherbani", pat came Asad's snorter. The first of many to follow over the next few days. Shock and surprise over, we walk into an elevator to find Sachin and Zaheer. Before I could strike up some polite conversation,....