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Salman Khan: A Magnetic Appeal

Believe it or not, the best thing about Salman Khan is that he is Salman Khan! You like him or not, you tend to talk about him, read about him and listen to him. Incongrous people, after doing this may say, "What a crap"! But actually they were all ears to him.

My cousin has some inexplicable just-like-that feeling of irritability towards Salman Khan (there are many people that work, behave, and act according to their first atomic thought about people/ situations/ things. Their minds receive impressions which remain intact always. I think my cousin falls in this bracket). She says that somehow she just cannot stand Salman Khan. And LOL, what happened- When Dus Ka Dum trailors came on air, I saw her reading his articles in newspapers, and watching "dum da-dum-da-dum" title song, everytime it came on Sony Entertainment television! On being caught, she said plainly, "What a wacka-cracken"!

Now whatever reasons one may cite, for reasons good or 'according-to-me-bad' types, Salman Khan has that X factor which mesmerizes many of us. Just look at the deadly combo- magnetic appeal, and a heart of gold! Three cheers for metallic Salman.

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  1. sallu is the best... ;)

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  2. Hey!!Darling I even started loving Salman!!I mean metallic one!Lol!Well written..

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