First of all, I'd like to thank my parents for giving me the good looks genes that I have. Then my Kindergarten teacher for my poise and rakish posing technique.
Finally, I have achieved all that any human can possibly achieve in my short-ish life till now. Yesterday, my picture appeared on the page 3 (party page) of Deccan Chronicle.
And now that I am a legitimate celebrity, here are a few things I want you, the plain ol' commoner, to do:
*1 Bow low whenever you see me, think you see me, actually think of me, or... well, you know, why don't you just stay bowed all day long anyway
*2 You shall henceforth refer to me as "your Exalted Highness". That is, if you actually dare to refer to me at all. Which should ideally be when you're fetching me a glass of water or something
*3 Give me substantial sweat equity in your multimillion dollar enterprises. Just for being as awesome as I am
*4 I will also accept cash contributions to the "I *heart* Swapnil: My favourite celebrity fund"
*5 Oh, and while you're at it, why don't you construct a temple in my honour too?
Was actually at a place where a beatboxing band from UK was playing. Pretty good stuff, have a listen-
I've finally arrived. Photo also in Midday, a feat which is more difficult to achieve than getting into Economic Times or even the New York Times.
http://epaper-beta.mid-day.com/epaperhome.aspx?issue=04052010&edd=bangalore (Page 16)