Prem is gay.

Prem finally decided to come out of the closet this morning and came to work with bright red nail polish on. He said he can no longer go on living a lie. Prem has always found excuses to dress up as a woman. He dressed up as Orianthi in a tank top and a blond wig, wore hot pants and lace tights to dance to Beyonce’s Single Ladies at our company trip, donned his mother’s sari and danced to kuch kuch hota hai in the studio, rented a lengha and long wig 4 times to be Aunty Laksh, wore my pink lipstick and enjoyed it, and the list goes on. Prem has been hiding his sexuality by surrounding himself with hundreds of beautiful women over the years (with a strong preference for air stewardesses), constantly whatsapping photos of his scandals to me and Hafiz… No more. He’s gay. And proud.