The Joke’s on Me
Turing salt and pepper has it is own gains. For starters your hairline start looking a lot like Clooney’s locks. Your head is finally living up to the potential that your mother prophesied when she saw you on in kindergarten. And, you also get more appreciative of your father for abhorring certain ‘things’ you did as a kid! Well, you can’t blame me for trying!
April brings in a season for pranks and I expect that electrifies the ‘pranksters’ in us. Take for instance radio stars like Danish Sait. While I really think he is good, have you tried placing yourself in the shoes of those bakras? “We all want to laugh at someone else’s expense; people like it when others are poked fun at…” I hear.
The problem of being salt-n-pepper-wise is that you are now closer to that dreary old man with a lack lustered sense of humor. How would I feel if ‘Nagraj, Nagesh or Chacko’ ever called me, hit a raw nerve and spoke about something I am very sensitive about? Would I still enjoy it if the joke was on me?
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