“Mowgli! Mowgli! Mowgli!” The girls scream themselves hoarse. “We want sixer. Mowgli!” Mowgli walks into the stadium, quiet and confident looks at the crowd and points his bat at them. The crowd waits with bated breath. Will he or wont he? The first ball comes, Mowgli slowly strikes it as if warming up. The disappointed crowd boos and the chants increase in fervor. “Mowgli! Mowgli! Mowgli!” The bowler bowls the second ball and Mowgli swipes at it. The ball is up in the air and IT’S A SIX!!! The crowd gets delirious. Mowgli looks at them and says “I play for myself not for the girls”
Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh…
This is what I heard while eavesdropping on a father-son moment. The BH has got Mowgli’s entire career mapped out. He can either become an IPL star so that BH can retire on Mowgli’s earnings or else win any one of those reality singing shows. Please note that nowhere is it mentioned that “you should study well so that you can get a good job”.
Modern dads!!!
