Star...

i have lived too close (ok, not that close) to Amitabh Bachchan's old house not to know what fanaticism he evokes. Even after he moved a few years ago, there would be people queing up at exactly 6 p.m on Friday. i swear that the traffic actually seemed to be considerably worse every Friday. And apparently, he waved from the terrace of his house (without being there for oh, about 4 years).
Anyways saw another bit of madness a week back, this time near his new house. i was walking along the pavement opposite to his house and this guy is walking in the opposite direction seemingly normally. A second or two before we cross paths he suddenly does a goofy dance (some kinda cross between a drunk ballet dancer and a duck with vertigo) with clicks and whistles and claps. Having been exposed to enough madmen on the roads i ignored and moved away. One cursory glance later i realised he was putting on his performance FACING one of the balconies of Amitabh's house! i so fervently wish he was seen by his intended audience...