if you’re from spa, you might know leon. i saw him last week, and he’s stolen my beard. sidelocks, stock and barrel.
if you see this man, point and laugh. and run like the wind. okay, so mine’s a lemmy/hetfield/Triple H/security guard rip-off, too. but i think i’ve had it long enough to claim it to be my own.
what’s much more pissing off than this incident is the whole long-hair craze in bollywood. i don’t care if i gain acceptability in society on account of my being a longhair, and that being the done thing. i’d rather not have people come up to me and compare me with “john” or “dhoni” or ask if i started growing my hair because of them. do they think i got extensions when i saw dhoom? and then neglected it long enough to get it matted?
and recently, abhishek bachhan was seen in delhi with a hairband on his head. nice, but that means that’s another thing i can’t do anymore. delhi times, the 8 page holder for my daily crossword, had this front page story on how it’s going to be the next big thing. and the little b has started a new trend. yup. i bet the piece was written by that natasha/nikita/nishita something female… the one who once wrote a story about a “rock dance” at pragati maidan.
but i digress, repeatedly.
