I was teased mercilessly by my younger brother and the entire tribe – yes – tribe of cousins for being an unabashed fan of Paul McCartney but one look at his eyes and I would simply drool – and this was at the mature age of eleven years old. This was swiftly followed by David Niven and Sean Connery. But then I set my eyes on Amitabh Bachchan and I was lost. I drooled so much that I could have drowned in the puddle I created, much to the amusement of my entire clan. Now I have discovered that it is normal and healthy. Thank you Time, thank you very much. You just dont know how much this means to me. It follows that my teenage rituals like
- Talking for hours to Sean’s picture was normal
- Watching each and every Amitabh movie at least thrice was healthy
- Memorising every dialogue of the said movies was natural
- Giving every photo of Rekha a beard and moustaches was good therapy
- Modelling my wardrobe after Joan Baez was excellent fashion sense
- My fondness for Abhishek Bachchan not because of his entertaining skills but since he is my old crush’s son is sane and understandable
I am not too sure that I agree with this ….., but, hey if someone thinks that I am healthy and sane, who am I to argue with that?
