Chirpy Girls: A One Year Old Baby's Worst Nightmare from His Own Pen
No. I don't like them.
No matter how beautiful they look, I hate them.
It's enough.
Those chirpy girls, whenever they get a sight of me, I get a heart attack.
Why? Because I know my cheeks are gonna be pulled like rubber now. Yes, ladies, I don't like your big nailed fingers on my cheeks. They are not a public property.
I am going to be passed on one hand to another, 30 seconds each. Do I look like a cake that everyone takes a bite off and pass to the another? No ladies no! I am a human being. I know my rights.
One thing I want to tell you all. My name is not - Kuchi, Cheeko, Sweety boy, and Gullu. I am freaking Mohan Lal Thakur. Show some respect!
If you really don't want my killer instinct to arise, simply stay away from me when I am naked. I am not an alien, I do get ashamed.
One last thing - Don't stop those hugs and kisses flowing. I love them. :)
-Arun Sharma