Full Name:: 
Here I go and maintain my claim of SRK movie quotes being way subjective and that I wouldn't mind a universal dharna taken out against them. That, would also mean something keeping me busy. ‘Naam to suna hi hoga' is the most relevant quote flipping all the facts about my present. It was the first thing that made me speak with Shreyas who embraced the disillusion that I was hitting upon him by adding the apostrophe and a few extra characters and fondly calling him Shreyaaaa's. And then so many many friends of mine have been there, nigh sharing my name. At times, disgracing it.
Now I am assuming you do know my name. I wanted two As and an I in my name though. Vowels make up for more asterisk in the name, you see. There could have been a really 'sexy, bitchy, naughty' me...
As for the Full Name, it's pathetic how I, along with the rest of my clan am a Mahajan (I hate you for rhyming it) whereas, my father possessed the surname, i always look down upon, apparently for no reason. And I do rhyme it with words like 'kutta', 'sutta', ' thukpa'...
Oh yeah, so can you. Go ahead.
Birthday::
Idon’t know. Was born around 12:30am which makes it the 16th, but as per some godforsaken Hindu day-night upturn, it means the 15th. Anyhow, the birthday presents are never satisfactory.
To fake an audiophile aura, I’d say I was born the day I heard drums n strings, when I was stunned to hear something beyond o-o-o-o-o-o- - - vengaboys. *eternal trance*
Birthplace::
Dilli!!!!!! Too many exclamations, too much pride. What makes me so proud? The fact that it has wider roads, better food, better women than other cities; all of which holds no importance in my life.
I just love the city for it does let me be at times.
Oh, and it’s the political and fashion capital et al huh…zzz

I've been on night outs, caught drinking in a car, consumed in the corner of some disc at 3am, forced out of rock concert gone boring, smoked at this terrace day and night, hiding away from the patrol and so much else, all without the knowledge of my creators. Dilli has covered up for me well.
Eye Color::
Brown. Doesn’t really matter though. It’s hardly brown behind my orange-now-yellow bigger-than-my-face-which-seems-great-everytime-i-pout spectacles-which-are-a-fake-Zara-but-anyhoo-got-me-quite-famous.
Hair Color::
Black. I like it black, I don’t mind orange or purple or pink though. Anything but red. I LOATHE red. And they're piss straight now. Straighter actually, piss goes around astray-ing...
Height::
a five and three point something.
Face it I, was enrolled in swimming classes twice – just two seasons of my big fat life. Thus, never reached the national level. Thus, stuck in an average college and my king size ego pressed down in a body short enough to not slack and tall enough to paste ‘kick me’ on the poor midget back.
Weight::
Just as much as Shreyas!!! And has always been an issue. NOW. Cut me some slack.
Now the disconcerting part is, slack are these chips and 'kuchh nahin' is an ice cream. So every time you deny/kuchh nahin an ice cream, you end up with two anaconda scoops of an ice cream with nuts and syrup clutched within.
Right handed or Left handed?:
Right. (Left for ghostwriting or suchlike)
My Worst Habit::
Not bathing for ten days at a stretch, or more and disclosing.
And honesty was a virtue. Bhxnchxd.
Zodiac Sign::
Aries… I used to put tag lines earlier like Aries – the A1, Aries- the One, Aries – the fairy… while I passed through my early life stages… but then movies with tag lines like “Daag – the fire” happened and I was perpetually confused, thus, gave up.
Pants Size::
I’m emotional here.
Parents Still Together?:
Very much. Can’t you see I need a life here?
Your Fears::
Trying gaanja and losing my bad memory. Losing those ten English words I spent ten years memorizing and left with the lame ones like innocuous. Aaaaaa.


XO.
S.