While living in the Sahakarnagar apartment near Parikrama in the winter of 2013, I watched this Indian air conditioner commercial where a tired businessman blessed by air conditioning breaks into dance. That stupid commercial had a high-school sized impact on my adulthood.
Years later, I became just that kind of man, someone with a colorful and joyous personality trapped by office etiquette. This Sunday, I bullied my fiancé into recording me while I broke my feigned politeness and become my true self – Daddy Cool.
Original song and dance