….kameena hota hai. Or rather ek na ek toh hota hee hai. An hour back one of my friend put me in a very awkward situation. I was having a fb conversation with this very close college friend, he is a kind of celebrity in Dubai, a very famous RJ with one of the most popular radio channels. We were catching up after a long gap, he said apna no. de, I gave and he immediately called me. We were talking regular stuff, he called me from between his show and then he said just hold on, I was like sure. I was like apni entry dega and then would continue talking. He went on air, he said something about weird habits of collecting stuff, telling the listeners that during college i had this habit of collecting clutchers and rubber bands of my classmates. I understood where it was leading but it was too late to cut the line. He said and to prove the point I have a classmate on the phone line who will tell you how I was in college. And there guys I got my two minutes of fame. Half panting, half eating my words. Excited and nervous at the same time.
He then said again on air, let me cool her down tab tak you guys listen to this song. And I gave him a good scolding. I don’t like my voice on air. We have had this in college, I would never record anything in my voice (we were media students). He said I knew if I would have informed you, you wouldn’t have agreed. He was right. But I am telling you agar woh same city Mai hota, agar hometown mein hota where people would have recognised me, I would have killed him.