Sunny Days

            Today, I would like to share the inspiring true tale of my dearest friend Sunny. You all probably know Sunny by now. Sunny is a household name now. Sunny was born in Punjab, to a Punjabi father and grew up watching Bollywood films, eating sarso-da-saag and makki-di-roti. Like every other person in India, Amitabh Bachchan had always been Sunny’s inspiration. Sunny wanted to be a famous actor. Wanting to do roles that were closer to life was Sunny’s desire.

            Like any Punjabi, Kanedda, i.e. Canada was Sunny’s first love, Punjab being the zeroth. (if you understand what that actually means). When Sunny went to Canada, a realisation dawned. No career in acting can be made without a perfect body. Sunny trained with several different trainers to get a perfect body like that of now. The one like we see in Biology books. And, Sunny was good looking. Getting directors in Canada was not at all difficult.

            This very few people know that Sunny acted in many Canadian films and won much appreciation. Soon Sunny was in the list of top 10 actors in the genre. Being experimental, Sunny tried a genre that was specially meant and designed for the body that was acquired with much practise and training. People would sigh when Sunny would scream on the screen. When they would show Sunny crushing someone between the thighs, people would cheer and whistle. Believe me, the Canadians whistled in English. When Sunny moaned in pain, people sympathised. People clapped when Sunny tore the shirt away from a muscular body.

            Sunny earned the tag of a superstar from the first film itself. The acting being so realistic that it would stir the viewers, however, young or old he would be. Sunny’s dialogues were the most popular ones. Maybe Salman Khan at one time even envied Sunny. (Don’t tell anyone that Salman can’t act). Finally Sunny got a chance to act in India.

            Sunny couldn’t ask for a better debut.

            Since then Sunny Leone, an Indo-Canadian Pornstar has been the showstopper of some cheap Indian TV show, Big Boss and continues to inspire us.

P.S. Please search “Sunny Leone” on Google for better understanding of the person.

In love with you

So, don’t tell anyone, for this is a well kept secret between me and (few of) my 700+ FaceBook friends that when I am not doing anything, I have a business of creating Fake profiles for celebrities. Believe me, they are too busy to create a profile, so I do it for them and they buy it at nominal prices ranging from above 50 grands to 99 grands.

One fine day, some stranger SMSed on my cell “In love with this cricketer, so need a profile”. I got one profile ready for him/her. He/she told me to leave the sex column and profile picture unfilled; that increased me curiosity. I thought he/she was probably a HE, and was gay, and shy. However, my client paid me One Crore by cash on delivery. Due to utter curiosity, I started tracking the profile.

On the very first day, the Sex was mentioned Female, and the profile picture was a very attractive, glossy and juicy pair of lips.

Just for my knowledge I once asked my client who the cricketer was, he/she gave me the details. He was one of the Indian fast bowlers. Some Patel. Now experts said he had the bowling accuracy similar to that of Australian legend Glenn McGrath. I checked upon him. The experts were right. He was the future of fast bowling in India. My client paid me five lakhs for this secret.

Now he had created his profile a few days back, and it was not at all difficult to recognise it was his original profile because he had only a few friends and poor English. His info said his favourite singer was some Himesh. Anyways, now this bowler hadn’t been much into love and relationships and never dated a girl before.

He hadn’t in his wildest of dreams expected a friend request from someone who had a really hot pair of lips. He was hesitant at first but accepted the request. Chats began and continued. He skipped the training sessions and the media said he was suffering from injuries. However our bowler was falling in love with the diva. He would call her princess, Angel etc like age old lovers (I told you he had no experience). She insisted that he should call her ‘Darling’ instead because she found it hot and seductive.

In a few months he had so much fallen in love with her that he couldn’t help fantasising about her in the field. During the matches he would recall the chats and smile to himself. Even the camera caught him doing so. He had a poor performance during the Australian tour. He had never been a good fielder, so he continued his poor performance. And, finally got dropped.

But, he was happy. He was in love. Definitely.

They decided to meet at CCD in Juhu.

She told she would be wearing an off-shoulder top and even told what else she would be wearing. May be she was desperate to have him, or maybe she also had fallen in true love. He replied he would be meeting her.

I don’t know what happened after the date. My client never responded to me. Neither did the chats continued.

After a few days, I heard someone called “BOBBY DARLING” claimed having an affair with some Munaaf Patel in the media.