Howdee doo hoo my honey-fried noodleys! How’s the naya saal been treating you so far? I’m treating it like every other year, I tell you. A birdy from Bandra dropped in to go mamma mia about Sushmita Sen. I’m told that a few days ago, tweety had gone flying to the abhinetri’s residence. And during the course of their tweetings, Sush lit up a cigarette couple of times to keep the yawns at bay. It’s not easy being mommy to an infant. Lot of late, late nights, I tell you.
When she was told that her younger adopted daughter Alisah had woken up from her siesta, Sush immedaitely extinguished the cigarette, washed her hands before cooing over the lovely baby in her arms. Tweety got a dekko and insists she’s a doll. She however refused to step into the room with her lil’ one, pointing out that the room was full of smoke that she wouldn’t want her baby to inhale. Now that’s what you call a sensible mommy. But then, when it comes to ‘mothering’ habits, there’s no one quite like my Ms Sen.