'Kiddo', I said and realized that the full bright happy dent smile shrank a bit. The surd with paggs of every colour possible did not want to hear the truth. 'I said that I find you irresponsible', I reiterated. He gave a twist to his mustache and frowned.
I am writing about a new character which has surfaced over a chapter in my life. A jat to the core with child like whims & fancies and indefinable love for music. The well tailored business suits and colour coordinated tie-pagg tries to give him the regal professional appeal but a look deeper and you realize this is one notorious life-loving creature. His zest for life definitely captivates the onlooker. His love for Mandi, hills, dosti –yari is weaved into tales to delight the listener. The music is boisterously loud, the style is impeccable and the spark is ignitable. I laugh and smile for once I came across a man who utters more words than a woman....finally.
What intrigues me...is the blend of know-it-all and the gullibility...a blend of aristocracy with simplicity, an affable flamboyance coupled with irritating recklessness...someone who is living life at the edge (dangerous yet exciting)....
may god bless this kiddo ...glad to have met you and known you....