“Join us in saying "How da Charrrannnnnnn?" and worshipping the Simu-God, God of Gods, Master of Algorithms and Father of DNA Computing.” Thus goes the description on D – Babu Disciples, an Orkut community dedicated to the demi – god. But this is not all there is to Don Babu.
D Babu suffers from a chronic identity crisis; he has been unable to figure out whether he is a Tam, Gult, Arab, Swiss or German. Our efforts to unravel the mystery have proven futile as well.
CID Shankar’s much touted brilliance takes a backseat when invariably, he is the last to discover things that have become commonplace or accepted facts the world will vouch for. He has steadily climbed the ladder moving from CID to Scotland Yard, Mossad and more recently his ascension to a Ninja. The moves and litheness on this killing machine would put a Jedi Knight to shame.
The same cannot be said about his biking prowess. A “passionate biker” Charan drives at breakneck speeds of 20 kmph. A fact umpteen joggers who have overtaken him would testify. This could also be a front he puts up to hide from the world his real powers.
The quintessential ladies man, his suaveness puts the Brosnans and Gables of the world to shame. Proof of this lies in a gift by a particular German girl – a white t – shirt with pink hearts and “Naughty Boy” emblazoned in front. Whenever anyone says his name, she looks up at him with Bambi eyes, bats her eye lids and effortlessly reels off “Adi Paaaavi”, a Tamil phrase! Charan has done his best to keep his philandering ways a secret and has ensured he becomes XYZ’s raakhi brother the minute he senses we have latched onto something. This he feels would make us morally reprehensible.
Even though Don Babu could have had any girl he wanted, he had eyes for only one – Shriya Saran. A part of him died the day she decided to act in Tamil and Hindi movies. This emotional setback has left Charan not being able to trust any girl completely – a quality 007 too had, and is doubted to be one of the reasons for him turning to this life of intrigue.
Don Babu’s taste in movies and music remains loyal to the age of Chitragupt and Sehgal. This makes his existence in this day and age, a veritable anachronism.
A hardcore foodie, Charan’s room has stashed in it an unlimited supply of food – ala the Akshaya Paatram. The number of times he eats in a day is only masked by the number of devotees who visit Tirupathi everyday. A point we use to rib him; the reaction to which is a violent outburst on the most innocent person around who is thrashed mercilessly.
Though intrigue and sex define D Babu, he has proven time and again to be a friend worthy of our trust and respect. Kudos da Charan! “Adi Paaaavi.”
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