Who says people can't survive without having their 'luck' factor?
Since this blog is 69% based on true events (69% of the people might've thought of something dirty by now), I'll be sharing this head-banging experience that I had a couple of months ago. An encounter that I wish, should never ever occur in any fan's life.
I'm a sort-of crazy little fan of the Bollywood hottie, John Abraham. Since the time he made his entry to stardom, I had this school girl-ish crush on him(Okay.. okay! I was a school girl that time! So what?). He had this really cute hairstyle in the beginning. But then, he moved on to spikes. And yikes! All hotness levels had been crossed.
Too much mushy I've sounded till now, but no, it doesn't just end here. There's a whole story of my epic failure awaiting. Keep reading...
So I'm a student. And a dreamer. But when I'm not dreaming (or bunking lectures), I assist in one of the production houses. I've haven't been assisting since a long time, but I'm come across a lot of incidents and celebs that make me feel I've been doing this all my life.
Anyhow, there was this one day. I was assisting and not really having the best time of my life. Caught in-between all the hastiness on a random set, I heard someone say 'John aane wala hai na aaj?'
What had I just heard? Is John-the AMAZING-Abraham shooting with us today? My heart pounded faster. Maybe I even mentally ballet across the room. I was meeting the hunky throb heart throb of Bollywood today. I was about to meet John Abraham!