Everyone seems to be rushing through their lives, wishing they had just two minutes to do all the things they want to get gone.
I like going down to London for a couple of days, but it's a place where I'd never fancy living - too busy, too lively, people on top of you.
I can't stand the slow pace of Jaipur anymore. I like staying in Mumbai, as everyone is on the move.
I don't seem to have time to breathe. Everything's happening so quickly, and so much is happening all the time.
I enjoyed the opportunities, but there was no time to think.
I love being busy, and I love having a lot going on; it's exciting.
With TV, you just have to finish the days and get the episodes out. And it's always going to be an impossible schedule. That's the funny thing with TV that not a lot of people realize.
It's a pretty frantic world that we live in.
Pay-per-views and television are so fast-paced. It's very hectic.
I was planning, I told everybody, to take him on the road with me. At the very least I fully expected to keep up my hectic pace, and my passion as a war correspondent.
London's so busy, London's manic half the time.
The schedule is crazy - it's all suitcases and hotel rooms and you just go nonstop. It's a crazy lifestyle, it really is.
My schedule is so crazy.
As someone who spends a lot of her time on the road, you have to look stylish but comfortable as I'm always in motion. Either traveling for my job, for pleasure, or managing the hectic pace of the modern day.
