Yesterday the whole day I was humming Emran Hashmi’s latest song. WHY? Well er, I don’t know just couldn’t help it.

So on the way back from a client meeting when Manju could not take it any longer. She tried to make some conversation with me. She said, ‘How lucky is this guy all songs picturized on him become hits’. I said yes why him, why couldn’t I get all the luck, I sure do need it. At which Manju said when God was distributing luck I must be whiling my time away on a swing. That made sense.

But come to think of it here is a guy nobody I know likes, but he is successful and making lotsa money. This guy has made a niche for himself just by being himself, i.e sleazy. Uday Chopra had tried that but his approach was too subtle and he wears too much make up.

I have come to a conclusion to be successful one has to be sleazy, with the in your face attitude a la Hashmi. I wish someday Hashmi will come up with a book named, ‘Seven sleazy ways to be successful’ or ‘The Art of Successful Sleaziness’. Until then I will keep swinging and if I get any spare time will watch his movies.