...I'm just kidding, this is really another one in what is becoming a series on the depraved mind of Uday Chopra. No picture for this post because if the option is posting a picture of Uday Chopra or not posting a picture at all, I'm going for the latter.
So what is Uday up to in his corner of the Twitterverse? Well, either he is being superbly clever and witty and radically new, or then he is in some serious need of professional, psychological help. You decide. Look, I'll just come out and say it: HE'S INVENTED A SECOND PERSONALITY FOR HIMSELF.
You read that right. He's striving to be schizophrenic. This over-privileged s.o.b, I swear to Pran my head is about to explode.
Okay, I must admit in all seriousness I am not sure if he's doing that. But he is posting quotes by himself under an anagram of his own name - Daya Prochu. That's sane, right? I mean, we all do that, right? ....yeah.
Not only is Daya Prochu a representation of Uday himself, he is Uday's dark side.
"Virtues separate us...its our vices that bring us together...one more reason to be bad!" - Daya Prochu
"Hope and Faith are always there for those who want them...for the rest, there's Vodka" - Daya Prochu
"I'm just your regular, average, everyday Devil Worshiper" - Daya Prochu
...this is actually, genuinely rather frightening. Who does this? Why would anybody do this, in all seriousness? And yes, of course it could well be a joke but ...it's not funny in the least. It's lame, not to mention completely freaky.
"The only time it's ok to show someone you care, is when you don't really" - Daya Prochu
Of course, then there's the typical tweets where he speaks binary (uhh..) and rambles at length about God shared a secret with him which allowed him to give up on Hope and I'm not even going to pretend to understand.
Still, he is thinking about quitting acting, a decision that actually makes me sympathetic towards him.
But Daya Prochu? I mean, what the ---
Uday, I think I'm done with taking the occasional dive into your Twitter and emerging slimy but victorious by the power of snark because I do genuinely think you might need to talk to somebody. That somebody isn't the internet. Adieu.