Dear Big B:
You turn seventy today. In these seventy years, about seventy crores must have written to you, of which only seventy thousand have possibly received responses. Among these, do you remember this one from fourteen years back?
You turn seventy today. In these seventy years, about seventy crores must have written to you, of which only seventy thousand have possibly received responses. Among these, do you remember this one from fourteen years back?
You did not lie, of course. The autographed picture was right there, in the envelope. I wasn't even a graduate then. You helped me graduate that day - to a realm that belongs to the privileged. Isn't disparity among fanatic friends seriously cool?
Yes, I know that whoever is reading this now is green with envy. You see, not everyone is as privileged as I am. Few people have their earliest memories associated with a street screening of Zanjeer in Nagpur; and have watched each and every movie of yours - and that includes Gehri Chaal, Bandhe Haath, Raaste ka Pathar and Boom; and can do the entire sa-sa-sa-ga-ga-re-re-sa-ni-ni-ni-sa-sa-sa thing; and actually loved Bbuddah... Hoga Terra Baap.
Just keep on doing whatever you have been doing. Trust me, it works. You have got dozens, scores of them to come.
Ever yours,
Abhishek Mukherjee.
PS: Do you know that I was named after your son? It wasn't a first-generation thing, you see.
Just keep on doing whatever you have been doing. Trust me, it works. You have got dozens, scores of them to come.
Ever yours,
Abhishek Mukherjee.
PS: Do you know that I was named after your son? It wasn't a first-generation thing, you see.
Somber,but I guess that's what you wanted to convey. Well written. A tribute to a legend.
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ReplyDeleteAbhishek Mukherjee,
ReplyDeleteYou have a bug to make legends out of mortals.
So much for his acting skills and for those unsung heroes you will never take cognizance of.
sensible men like yourself should know that men come and men go,and they live for themselves only.
I try my best to make legends out of mortals. However, in this case, I suppose I have reduced a legend to a mortal by mentioning him in my blog.
DeleteGreen? nah! but I realized I had a smile when I finished reading...now what could that mean?
ReplyDeleteone of the epistolary greats! :-)
"list of forthcoming productions"-er chhobi koi?
ReplyDeleteSheta dewa amar kaj? X(
DeleteI remember it very much and back then I was really jealous :D
ReplyDeleteNever tried to find out, but I hope that I was named after him :P
As I have mentioned before, disparity among fanatic friends seriously cool.
DeleteDont you wish it was handwritten?
ReplyDeleteLike uncle pi?
I also wished I was a very successful cricketer. A Ranji cricketer at least, if not a test player.
Deletewow. I actually am more impressed by the fact that you actually took the time to write to him. I mean there was so much else to do! :D I also kind of wish you had a picture of your letter to him - do you remember what you said?
ReplyDeleteNo. There was not much else to do. This was 1998. And you can pretty much figure out what my letter was like.
DeleteI'm green, blue, pink, red and every other colour with envy. pls share this with BigB on twitter & post the retweet here
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