Sunny Leone - Koffee with Karan
Dot on schedule - 00.00 midnight - amidst chilly-polluted-as-fuck Delhi air and the asshole owl giving me the stink eye, Sunny Leone showed up in a short scarlet dress on the roof of PVR Saket. Instead of fake greetings, Sunny and I – {as she’d been briefed earlier} - pulled down a Patiala long island iced tea. Then I asked her to place her hand on the greatest religiously pious book of all time – Play Boy – and repeat after me. ‘Everything I’ll say today will not be said to offend or flatter someone. It will not be said to show myself in graceful light or justify my choices. I will speak my heart & if someone is hurt because of my views, I shall never apologize to them across my living years. Not because I’m cocky, but because doing so will mean I’m apologizing for my honesty.’ She repeated to the T. ‘You don’t feel cold?’ I asked curiously. ‘This is practically summers when you’re born in Canada’ I felt a little ashamed wearing a fat bomber jacket. But, it wa...