8 am: It's not my sister Meghana's Greek dog Maya licking my face and waking me up on a bed of pure white sand. Instead, it's the mobile ringing incessantly -- have dance rehearsals, and the jetlag is a bummer! Need to snap out of holiday mode fast!

11 am: My manager George is a live wire, jumping around, helping me sort out the backlog of script sessions, meetings, and events.

1 pm: Lunch is a rush job. I have to somehow squueeeze in a bit of maintainance (read: nails, hair, the works!) since I have a magazine shoot tomorrow.

3 pm: Hate running late, and the traffic just adds to it, on my way to two back to back script sessions.

6 pm: Done sitting through some interesting scripts. George tells me that my 8 o'clock meet with some clients to represent their brand has been preponed! Only challenge is that it is at the other end of town! I love driving my SUV myself and I take my driver along to fix the parking. But not today... too rushed! I relax by gaming on my phone.

9 pm: Lovely homecooked meal awaits me-it's certainly not a dinner beneath the stars in Sardinia, aboard the Vuitton yacht with Christian Loubouton and Leonardo Ferragamo for company and me wishing I was Cinderella, having lost my shoes for this !! But, it's home!!

11 pm: Time to wind down with a book; feels incomplete if I give it a miss!. Tomorrow is a long day " for now, it can wait! Need to hit bed. Love to all!