Kamaal Rashid Khan
KRK Sir as I address him.
Ufff what a personality man!
Hai maar daala!!!
But why on earth am I raving about KRK?
Chalo, flashback! Flashback! Flashback!
You see, me and Mom are like the best of friends.
And friends hai toh, a lil tiffs also happen.
Because of some small arguments, Mom and I were not in our normally comfortable frequency of talking. And whatever attempts I made were somehow falling to deaf ears. This happened on the first days of Diwali.
Ok fine! I decided.
Let's keep things the way they are. In a few days all shall be fine.
Instead, the discomfort grew. And we both are not used to this.
But nothing seemed to thaw the ice-cold vibes (ok I exaggerate. Not so cold.)
But yesterday night, as we sat to watch another episode of Big Boss Season 3, Kamal Sir resorted to his obscene behaviour best. A bottle was flung and lots of abuses hurled. Mom mine got bugged.
"How can Big Boss tolerate this? He should be put to jail (the Big Boss jail she meant)".
This was my perfect chance I thought. "Arey sachee Ma. The poor Bakhtiyar was punished for such a small mistake and this guy! Nonsense!!!".
Our hurls at Kamal went on and on.
And by the end of it, the ice had melted and we were at our warmest best.
Ah, felt so GOOD.
They called TV, the idiot box.
But thanks to this Idiot, I got my friend back.
And as for KRK Sir, Pranam to you.
Thanks to this idiot too, I got my friend back.
Long live KRK Sir (Sorry, I can't say the same about his movies).
You may watch the drama here: Kamaal at his best