I spotted the first grey hair on my chest today. It was all very fine when them roots were merrily losing their melanin up there, but a hairy grey chest is a tell tale sign of senescence. Of course, I am not old. "ये बाल शायद मैनें धूप में ही सफेद किये हैं" What next would these silver strands conquer? Arms? Legs? ... ? I see myself, not long after today, peacefully dressed in white when not dressed at all. Maybe I'll take to dyeing my chest hair. Painstakingly holding each strand and giving it back the artificial youth. Or maybe, I'll shave all of it off... maybe that's why SRK did so too. He's 40. He must've spotted his first grey on his Fauji hairy chest long ago.
Come gray, stay with me. Give me good company, while I say good bye follicle-by-follicle to the fickle black!
Sunday, December 04, 2005
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Style statements are changing like like nobody's business. For all you know, you might just become our next Fashion Guru.. !!! You might give meek 20 year olds a run for their money ;)
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