Have been growing a beard for the last two months. It’s been enjoyable more because this lets me indulge in the one thing I live for…laziness. Also it does satiate my strong penchant to notoriety. Though this comes at a cost of compromising my self-esteem (yeah I have some) since people take it as yet another source of perverse comedy.
There is a subtle matter of appearance…there’s divided opinion about who or rather what I look like most, a convict, a sadhu or a militant. The final blow came when I saw my cousin scaring her kid into eating lunch by pointing a finger at me. I have also earned some new sobriquets viz. dadhi, swami, baba, sadhu, atankwadi, kafir :D
There is a subtle matter of appearance…there’s divided opinion about who or rather what I look like most, a convict, a sadhu or a militant. The final blow came when I saw my cousin scaring her kid into eating lunch by pointing a finger at me. I have also earned some new sobriquets viz. dadhi, swami, baba, sadhu, atankwadi, kafir :D
2 comments:
bloody silence again.
anyways, i think u grew ur beard since ur in love, and she doesnt respond. am sure thats the only problem
Rashmi here
I dont know what made u grow that beard. But, since I have taken your fottu with the same, one day I intend to scare ur kiddo with it.
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