People have asked me why I call him that. I call him Pyaare because that’s exactly what he is to me – beloved. Now before you accuse me of going gay cowboy on you, let me reaffirm that neither Pyaare nor I are gay (though Pyaare can be decidedly metro sexual in his wardrobe), but there is a bond between us that can only be described as love. The same applies to Jaan-e-man. I don’t know what it was that brought the three of us together, but my life as whole is just that bit better because of them.
I fear Pyaare will be leaving New York soon. While I wish him well in his professional life, deep down I really don’t want him to go. The Bombay crew still reunites every 3-4 weeks in New York, but that’s going to be a little hard to do if he’s in London now isn’t it? I keep my fingers crossed that he might be able to swing his new gig AND be able to stay in New York.
Assorted ramblings, rants and raves about Music, Food, and Fast Cars
Monday, August 07, 2006
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