To Be(ard) Or Not To Be(ard).
A few minutes before one of our Business Analytics sessions started, friends and I were talking to each other. Suddenly, some unfamiliar dude entered our class.
“Who are you? This is not your class. Get out,” we said. (I wanted to say “Go away stupid...In this house of my friends and teachers, you will not see any minute of the today... get out class...Erangi podaaa,” but couldn’t come up with the exact lines then.)
The guy still didn’t move and comfortably sat on the chair.
Dale Carnegie said that politeness could do wonders in making people do what you want. So, not taking out our inner Lalu Alex, we said “I’m sorry, Sir, but I think you are in the wrong class” very politely. Trespasser, we labeled him.
He removed his mask, revealing his clean-shaven face. “Eda. Ithu njan aada,” said the man wearing a plain shirt.
We got irritated. “Which part of ‘irangi poda’ didn’t you understand?” all of us muttered. A few of us thought of going near and explaining to him that it was HE who was in the wrong class… when a realization hit us suddenly.
What difference a beard can make, isn’t it?
Our teacher used to wear printed shirts to college. With a really good-looking beard and beautiful hair. (My friend said he has a good ass, but my attention was in clASS.)
But but but, he had shaved his beard and mustache and cut his hair for some meeting. This was the reason behind his new look.
We couldn’t believe our eyes. Only the slightest semblance between the new and old Sir. The students engaged in a staring match to ensure whether he was really bluffing or not. He wasn’t. I even thought of removing his hypothetical make-up to make sure that he wasn’t pulling off a Cesar Romero’s Joker by hiding his facial hair using paint.
Some people who entered the class suddenly exited, thinking that they are in the wrong class. We had to call them back. Hihihi. Some even screamed “Sirrrrrrr” in surprise, to which his response was like “kaliyakkal okke eniku manasilavootto. Maryadakku classil keri iri.” He had to even turn his head away from us because we were busy comparing both his looks.
What difference a beard can make, isn’t it?
