They say you never forget your first time...that it only leaves you craving for more. I mean its fair to say that you've arrived in the socio-economic scheme of things when you have...say...the proverbial flashbulbs popping everytime you step out of...well...anywhere really. or lets say when you have adoring masses clamour for any sign of having been withing touching distance of you. yes...its a heady feeling alright...they say (you might've noticed they say quite a few things...but then...they can be quite garrulous)...back to what they say, that you never forget the time you sign your first autograph.
So it shall be with me, 30th Jan 2007, the 'Kabab-e-bahaar' restaurant at the Taj Banjara in hyderabad. Just as I let the the juicy kabab flood my mouth with the most unbelievable flavours (who would've guessed a joint by that name served mind-blowing kababs) that a l'il kid, maybe 12 years old walks up to our table, notepad and pen in hand, earnest expression on his face, says "Sir, can you please sign your autograph for me...Mr. Mahesh Bhupati?"
Those moments where the nerves connecting your grey matter to your speech functions absolutely refuse to cooperate...not that they're flooded with traffic at the best of times in my case, but here's a case where the heart was willing but the rest...no go! Finally...explained how I was in my 'non-celebrity' avatar...and sent the fan on his way...
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