I have been tagged by Vulturo. The object of the meme is simple: post a silly picture of yourself. So here to the left is one that I believe meets universally-accepted standards of silliness. Sufficiently high on Sambuca shots, I donned my Halloween priest costume (Halloween was a few days away) and became a whisky priest for an evening.
No offense is meant to any community/religion—-this is just silliness. No flames and no fatwas please. Just to show I am an equal opportunities offender, I will confess to the fact that I dressed up as a not-so-holy Hindu sadhu for a fancy dress competition when I was 10 years old.
I wish I had that image scanned.
[Update: My mother sent the scanned picture. Here it is].
Since we are on silliness, I have this pending tag that Bidi-K insists I go through especially because I have cribbed before at not getting tag-love. Let’s get that done while your attention is diverted by the picture above.
I am thinking about [the lessons relevant for India in super-talented Kevin Pietersen migrating to England because of ‘positive discrimination’ in South Africa i.e. racial quotas in team selection for which he lost his place in the team to a certain Goolam Bodi, simply because Bodi was non-white and Pietersen was not.]
I said [“Please Shakira. Please just shake your Yudhistirian hips (since her hips “don’t lie”) Colombian style and do not bother to do Indian dance steps. Cause even with Farah Khan doing the choreography, your desi dance number sucked at the MTV Music Video Awards.” ]
I want to [know why Darrell Hair was asking for hush money from the ICC like a lady of easy virtue who has taken secret photos——I thought the issue was whether Pakistan tampered with cricket balls and not whether they tampered with Darrell Hair’s]
I wish [ I had started blogging even earlier]
I hear [Himesh Reshammiya’s voice going ‘Aaaaaannnhhh Aaaaannnhhhh’ in my head]
I wonder [what the guy who came up with the movie title “Fauj Main Mauj” usually has for dinner]
I regret [a lot of things in my life.]
I am [a human being. Really, this tag is extremely silly]
I dance [Mithun-da style]
I sing [like Kumar Sanu’s long-lost brother]
I cry [whenever someone sends me a forward that says “Today is “I love you” day. Pass this on to 20 people and your secret crush will propose to you today. Else you will lose your reproductive organ by 12 tonight in a factory accident”]
I am not always [totally sober]
I make with my hands [love, sweet love]
I write [so that my hands are not otherwise occupied]
I confuse [myself frequently as to what’s good, what’s bad and what’s reality.]
I need [what a guy at 30 does. Figure that one out by yourself.]
As for me….