| Even from atop the foot overbridge in Prabhadevi where he had been waiting since one am, Rushikesh Mhatre could tell. The man in the crisp white shirt and dapper blazer was just a fair body double. However, unlike the other ten people around him who had also sneakily trained their cameras on thecrew that April night last year, Mhatre did not feel shortchanged. After all, the only elusive foreign superstar... |
