Advertisements in train are downright irritating. I’m standing in a crowded train while Baadshah masala is trying to sell me his product. I instantly start associating it with crowds and smells.
But they have a point. On repeating the same thing over and over, again and again, they bombard our subconscious with Baadshah masala.
The next time it you find yourself picking Baadshah masala at a super market. You know better.
Also, my mom thinks my hair looks like a garbage man’s hair.
I’m sleepy. Good night.