Ingredients : A 'fake' mallu, an impeccable dress-sense, spice and spunk till excess and loads and loads of coconut oil. Cooking time : not worth wating any...!!! Final dish : Voila!... Call him 'Rose','Rosie-boy' or even plain and simple 'Roshith' and it's a one-in-a-million chance that he'll respond. A baffling mystery that almost went unsolved till came that droning,nagging,crooning.... "Ro-o-o-o-sh-h-i-th" --- argh! "the call of the wild" and presto! the wing is in a mess
The sleeper awakes in a state of utter confusion, the poet's train of thought is untimely derailed as bang! - flies open the 121 door and out steps our man, not a strand of hair out of place, with an irritating 'Rajni'-walk ready to take on... well,the world. Sinfully funny, yet innovatively parsimonious - if you do not find him trying his Hindi on some poor rikka-puller..."Jee do ande jee", he'd probably be picturizing some of his favourite songs with err... well, his better 'ash'-ets in mind.
A born 12th man in cricket, a multi-purpose pile-on - one hopes that his long time 'ash'-piration of posessing a.....'beard'(!) comes true someday.Here's to the livewire, the walking-talking comedy-king of our wing ---

Live life, 'pint' size... he he!