One of my closest friends, Ajay Nedungadi grew up in a lovely little town in southern India. He stood out in college as one among those that had a good sense of humor and healthy respect towards the girls in class. I met him this year as he sat behind the till in his garments shop; twenty years older but still as relaxed, Nedungadi had nurtured a passion for running, and a nice French beard.
Why did he decide to grow a French beard? Well, he decided to go bald one day to escape the crazy summer heat, and realized that the only way to stop others from calling him a chubby-faced man was to grow facial hair. “My wife thinks I look different and nice like this,” Nedungadi says. And we agree with her, don’t we!
Photo: Ajay Nedungadi