Waiting impatiently for Raj Thackeray to ring my doorbell and urge me to speak in Marathi. I shall have a lot to say to him - in English or Hindi, of course. Will touch upon on the holocaust and the Indian constitution, as well. Wondering whether to offer him a nice cuppa - but not sure. That depends on the number of Y security men he comes with - only have 4 teacups at home. My inner cynic tells me that I'll be waiting in vain, though. Bet his door-to-door beat will be restricted to Shivaji Park and Parel.