The reason I did not do a women’s day post
I got countless messages and mails on Women’s Day. Somehow they did not move me ……
One of the most infamous lines of Tulsidas were
Dhol,gawar,sudra,pashu, nari sakal tadana ke adhikari
A drum, a village idiot, an animal and a woman, all need to be beaten ….. have the right to expect being beaten ….
Times have changed. Apart from the drum (unless its the electronic sort) none of the others need to be beaten. However the other alternative is also a stick …. in the form of a crutch. That is what reservations are, these stuff like “Ladies first” and the oh so patronizing platitudes about the gentler sex are.
I dont agree with them. I dont believe we women are lesser than men, or on contrary, better than men …, or less corrupt or less blood thirsty. We are just different.
Once as a child, I heard one of the ladies who belonged to my mother’s kitty and card parties defend her decision to enroll and keep her handicapped child in a school meant for normal children
“If I put him in a school meant for handicapped people, I will cripple him from day one. He will only learn to beg and then demand special concessions.”
No, she did not think that she was being a bad mother, she insisted that it was good for him …. and it was! The boy (Nirmal remember those days?) learnt to play cricket, wield a hockey stick and also to study with normal kids. He is blind from one eye, had a club foot, could not write with his right hand but so what? What he learnt was that he was no less than the other kids. So what if he could not make it in the team, he was equal to other kids and that made him a winner! Today he is in the IAS and doing well for himself.
My BFF (best female friend) is the scholarly idealistic type. She is out to save the world …. hmmmm just realized that may be ~ just maybe ~ I am one of her countless missions … I need to call her up for clarification. Sorry for the digression – I type the way I think
Anyhow ~ she insists that Women’s Day is important for a lot of women in really bad circumstances. I cant see that! Women’s Day or Reservation of any sort is a label. It cripples us mentally. Just read what IHM says in her blog about her maid . The maid she talks about has more empowerment in her little finger than a whole lot of the Main bechari abala naari types – born to more affluent circumstances and having more education have in their entire persons.
I think we should have a Liberation and Empowerment Day for humans. A day to remind men that they do not need to save the world and bring in the bacon and look macho. For men to understand that its okay, they do not need to hide the fact that they also find the world hard, cruel and overwhelming. For them to be okay with crying or being soft, and not have others point fingers and say “Dude that is so G A Y Y Y !!”
We, as women, need that so much! When guys unbend, they will stop freaking out and trying to control us or shove us back into the restrictive moulds, in anger, in fear and with force and violence. The mould is outdated and one that many women have already broken and crawled out of – some in anger, some in desperation and so many of us in pain and for our very survival.
Women have evolved, we have changed a lot, in spite of Ekta Kapoor and our mothers/mother in laws. Those that are stuck in the restrictive mould are drawing inspiration from others that have grown out of it.
What we need is a Liberation and Empowerment Day for both sexes. We need our men, they need us. We need a joint day and together we need to learn the lesson that I found in IHM’s blog
The lady in question may be a maid by profession – but to me she is a sage! She is truly empowered and we – no not as men or as women, but as humans and thinking beings – have a lot to learn from her.
Its all about the mind, the attitude and not about being a woman or a man. I think the “abala naari” bit is overdone, and I think the “man as superior sex” is overdone too. It imposes role models and burdens that are quite unnnecessary. True empowerment would do away with labels and help us meet at the same platform as equals – different but equal.
This is a call for true equality here. Wish we get it – in my lifetime.
Buy one and get one free
Roop tagged me some time back and gave me a bribe/award to sweeten the deal. Now I am a sucker for scratch cards and buy one – get one free deals, so I have taken her tag – it came with the honest blogger award, and kya kahen, I am easy to please …..
I am supposed to tell the blogosphere 10 things about myself. Considering that I have told the blogosphere a lot about myself … this is a challenge. Aisa kya hai that I can write that folks dont know about me????
1. Merey Colgate mein namak nahin hai. Seriously dudes, that ad sucks! Imagine waking up in the morning and stretching out, walking in for the brush and bladder routine to have someone burst into your bathroom with the question “Kya aapkey Colgate mein namak hai!” I would require serious therapy and the person bursting in would require first aid (would attack out of sheer panic)! S e r i o u s l y!!!!
2. My mental image of myself is the shy, bookish, retiring types. My sons and daughter in law think I need a reality check …. sigh!
3. Was a model for a very short time in my life. Those were the days when I was slim (sigh!) and young (deeper sigh!!!) and looked really pretty. Oh, and the money I earned seriously belonged to me and not to the EMIs, kids and other sundry expenses (Deepest deepest sigh!!).
4. I am animal friendly … but dont know why. Dogs, cats and other sundry members of the animal kingdom latch on to me, and I dont understand why. It freaks me out! May be because I like to cook and all kinds of food smells linger on me??? Wonder ……
5. I own cars but dont have a clue what happens under the bonnet. But if there is a malfunction, I get out, pop the bonnet open and look at the wierd stuff there very intelligently. I even touch the wires and pipes as though I know what is what! Thankfully some macho do-gooder comes and says “Maydamji, maddad chahiye?” and rescues me from my act.
6. I need to get up in the night … actually sleep barely 3 hours at a stretch. Then I get up and go out to check if I am still in this planet. Once as a little girl, I walked out, left the door open and slept in the grass outside (We were in Shillong then) and froze. Anti-children-doing-such-things-padlocks were installed by the parents. Now I go up to the roof and check if the world is still around me. The dogs accompany me. Can imagine them thinking “Dog Alert! Woof batty woman on the prowl, Woof!! we need to guard her!”
7. The only living soul who understands me is our water turtle Annubis, but he is only three days old so it does not count.
8. Give me a good book and I forget to eat, sleep, breathe until it is over. Cant leave a book half finished and go to sleep.
9. I am teaching myself how to make nachos from scratch …. and am proud of the good results I have had.
10. As a kid, I would bring home strays ..kittens, birds etc. I once brought home an orange cat …. only it was a lion cub! My parents forced me to give it away to the zoo. Sigh!
Am surprised that I actually wrote 10 things about me that you did not know. Am surprised that you actually read them 
Feel free to take the tag up if so inclined. In my experience they are good stuff to take on when inspiration is low
The wedding gift
She was marrying his childhood buddy. He felt abandoned and angry.
He made them a perfect gift. He built a box with cardboard and glue, neat compartments; one large one for the brinjal and four small for the onion, tomato, green chilli and coriander.
They were making bharta of their life – so why not?
Mera Naam Hai Chin Chin Chu
The Chinese tag from Ramit, aka the bald guy
You should read his blog; he is funny! In fact he does crazy things like tag me by email and not on his blog! Just pulling your leg Ramit!
8 TV Shows I like to watch
1. 9XM
2. Channel V
(Both at 8 am – dhinchak music and celebrities dancing to the music eases the pain of exercising – they’re also doing it right?? Misery loves company)
3. MAX
4. AXN
5. STAR MOVIES
6. PIX
7. HBO
and how can I forget
8. India TV News : its a hoot. I watch it to destress …
Sensation se bharpoor India TV
My only grouse is that these days they arent doing too much of the red circles and arrow thingys. Probably run out of red markers. Doesnt give the same frantic scary feel without it. They do blue rectangles now … sigh!!! Simply not the same effect! 
8 Places to eat and dine (arent both the same?)
1. My kitchen
2. My good friend J-’s kitchen (the most awesome home made south indian food) – which we then wolf down sitting on her bed with lots of alcohol
3. Kwality’s in Delhi
4. Om Ka Hotel at Jangpura for the brain curry
5. Woodlands (yeah I love south indian food)
6. Karims
7. Eating joints in the walled city
8. Thupka at the Tibetian Monastery
8 things I look forward to
1. My sons getting jobs and being successful (I will be an insufferably proud Mama)
2. Cooking
3. Going to sleep at night without waking up even once (yeah I cant sleep more than 3 hours at a stretch)
4. Boarding a space ship for interstellar travel
5. My sons sitting with me watching TV without grabbing the remote or changing the chanel, hasnt happened even once!
6. Coming home to a perfectly cooked dinner made by Kid#1. He is an awesome cook
7. My boss going out of town for more than two days
8. Dark chocolate
8 things that happened yesterday
1. Woke up at 10 a.m.
2. Went to play Holi in the colony park
3. Was so hot that overindulged in chilled beer
4. Slept (again) for two hours after a bath. Sheer bliss
5. Played Mafia Wars on Facebook
6. Won a game of Scrabble
7. Read a whole lot of blogs
8. Learnt how to take photos with my Iphone and put them on my laptop
8 things I love about winter
1. Lovely roses
2. Chrysanthemums in full bloom
3. Snuggling into a warm bed in a quilt
4. Gobhi and makki paranthas
5. Bonfires
6. Soup and more soup
7. Long walks
8. Our dogs dont get ticks (saves a whole lot of effort as we dont have to de-tick them)
8 things on my wish list —– This one is difficult! I normally just do what I wish. Umm let me think!
1. A light sabre – just like a jedi’s
2. A futuristic transporter – I wanna be able to say at least once “Beam me up Scotty!”
3. Want to travel to another planet
4. Get out of the debt trap
5. A steamy hot passionate affair with a Klingon
6. Chocolate that makes you lose weight
7. Mithai as diet food
8. A Mr. Right who is not a Mr. Boring. No aspersions on anyone – but good guys dont attract me. I have really bad taste.
8 things I am passionate about
1. I, me, myself
2. Blogging
3. Writing
4. Cooking
5. My laptop and the net connection (any malfunction and I go ballistic)
6. Reading
7. My sons and daughter in law
8. Good food and alcohol
8 Words / Phrases I often use
1. Hai Rabba
2. Awesome
3. Oh my God
4. Hain Jee
5. Yeah
6. Kya Baat Hai
7. Jai Mata Di
8. Vadhiya
8 things I have learnt from my past
1. Live life Queen Sized
2. Have faith in yourself
3. Have faith in God
4. Stay away from bankers
5. Stay away from lawyers
6. Kuch toh log kahenge, so fuck it. Its a human failing so dont beat yourself over it.
7. Be financially solvent – always
8. Take care of your health, folk can share in your emotional grief, but health is more important cause you gotta bear the physical pain and medical bills alone
8 places I would like to visit
1. Mt. Fujiyama
2. Brazil
3. Athens
4. Kailash Parbat
5. Mt. Olympus
6. Malta
7. My hostel room ~ if it still exists
8. Another planet with intelligent life
8 things I currently need/want
1. Time and money to get the home repainted
2. A 50 inches LCD screen
3. A Wii to go with it
4. A multicrore medical policy for the family (it will make me feel secure and happy)
5. A raise
6. A pay hike/raise
7. A substantial pay hike/raise
8. Godji are you listening??? A RAISE!!!!!
8 blogging buddies I want to tag
You – yes you who are reading this! Consider yourself tagged!
My daughter's stricken eyes haunt me
Its been thirty years since that horrible night. My husband brought a few friends for a party, to share booze, dinner and later on – his wife. They beat me up and tied my hands up with my own sari. One of them held my legs to prevent me from kicking while the other took his turn on me.
I swallowed the blood that filled my mouth and looked at my five year old daughter, standing still and shocked holding her younger brother’s hand. They looked death like. My eyes met hers even as I was being penetrated and I whispered in despair
“Misha help!!!!”
Her stricken eyes looked at me. Then she pulled her little brother and they both fled. The door slammed shut. I felt abandoned.
We did not come from the lower classes. He was educated, well travelled and sophisticated. I come from a equally wealthy background. But this perversion – a fetish for treating women as objects……
After they had had their fill, they left, no doubt to search for more sport. More Saturday night rapes?
I dragged my bruised body into my room and bed. Surrounded by luxury, violated by my need for it.
Her eyes haunted me, it was as though she were screaming silently into my head : “Mama, get your act together. We need you to protect us.”
I hated her and the way she made me feel inadequate. I hated her for abandoning me. It took many years of therapy to figure out that Misha did only what she could do in the situation – protect her younger brother and herself when the adults could not.
Those eyes made me act. They made me seek help, made me get out of the rut. I still can not look her in the face. I still can not admit it to myself … can not bring myself to thank her.
My daughter’s stricken eyes haunt me ….
I tag the following
My wedding drama
I am picking up Monika’s tag with a lot of mixed feelings. Its not because I feel embarassed or ashamed about my wedding, but its more like “Do I want to revisit the scene of the crime in which I got caught?”. I mean if you have made an ass of yourself, and got caught at it, you’d rather not go back and view the entire episode once more would you? But then – the quotation “Fools rush in where angels fear to tread” was coined by wise people when they met and analyzed someone like me I guess.
Ex is part Bengali and part Punjabi (Khatri+Arya Samaaji). The appelation Khatri+Arya Samaaaji has been keyed in because it has a significant role to play in the entire story.
I come from a stock of part Punjabi Jain and part Punjabi (Khatri+Arya Samaaji).
When Mom was opposed to the wedding, she yelled at me : He’s Bengali and you’re Punjabi, what will your kids be?
“Mongrels!” I yelled right back
I never thought of not having kids, idiot that I am! I would have been a very wealthy bitch if I did not have such bad tastes, but possibly snotty, unhappy and bitter. Ah well!
My parents decided to get me married to a suitable boy.
I decided otherwise. So wedding no. 1 happened.
Ex and I eloped in the inauspicious month of shraddh, a pandit was abducted and forced to perform the ceremony in someone’s disused factory. A person was introduced to me with “Hey Ritz this is your parent who’s gonna do the kanyadaan” and I said “Hi howdyodu!”. I was freaking out, breaking into cold sweat every single second, but was adamant that I had to marry this guy and this guy only. Ex was part grateful and part streamrollered by my determination. Photographs were duly taken as proof (the court required them). We partied, and then I went back to the hostel and Ex went back to his place.
Wedding no. 2 or the wedding that did not happen
A friend who was studying law escorted us to get our marriage registered by the court. The court required the banns to be published plus there was this little, minor, teensy weensy issue of the bride’s age. I had a melt down, screamed at the love of my life, quarreled with said friend and generally behaved like a diva. I could see ex having serious second thoughts about our future life. His fault right? He should have known better that to fall in love with me.
Wedding no. 3
My father smartly decided that me and my mother, both of who could be depended upon for even disagreeing about the colour of milk (white/yellowish white) could settle the issue of my wedding. It was simple. My mother refused to recognize it, and I refused to come back home from the hostel unless she did. Ex could pay the hostel fees, big effin deal! We had rounds and rounds of verbal bouts. I decided that I would never laugh at a B grade romantic Hindi movie again. My life seemed to be running true to that format. Things came to head one day when we met at a neutral place (a coffee shop) and I refused to take pocket money from them on grounds that I was married and did not need it. Told ya, I have the makings of a snotty bitch! My kids nip such developments at the bud and keep me humble.
My father, hitherto a quiet and concerned spectator, interjected before Mom threw her coffee at me and I walked out. He said “Okay she is married, so lets just leave it at that. We can acknowledge ex as son-in-law, and we can start life and rebuild relationships”.
I burst into grateful tears and said “Papa I love you.”
Mom was horrified “Log kya kahenge?”. But oh well, at least he had some Punjabi Khatri blood in him. Oh she also had fears that a marriage done in shraddh could never be good. So she insisted I have proper feras. So dear readers, the roka happened 14 days after I got married! Told ya, my life is frickin insane. The kundalis were matched by a pandit who (man gotta give him 100% for accuracy!) said “They’ve already got married!” in front of my Tayaji. Mom had a melt down. Then we had the ring ceremony and the wedding.
Phew!
My friend B…. once observed when the marriage was in doldrums
“Ritz you got married thrice”
“Yeah I know”
“To the same dude!”
Me with a deep sigh “Yeah I know, dont rub it in!
Yeah I know …. I know …… I am frickin insane!
I tag the following
Indiyeah She recently got engaged so may have interesting stories
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My favorite movie lines – They're called boobs Ed
This is a tag forwarded to me by Shilpadesh and I am going to have fun with it
On your blog, provide a link to the Great Bong’s page, May I Hebb Your Attention Pliss. Embedding the above picture in your blog would be nice but not needed.
The May I Hebb Your Attention Pliss contest
2. Then write down your top 10 Hindi movie lines or top 10 English movie lines (You can do both if you want. Only one set is required for the contest). If you cannot think of top 10, make it top 5. Cannot think of even 5? Make it top 3. No problem. Only restriction: no two lines from same movie. This done to make it fair for other movies so that they dont get swamped by Gunda or Loha or Sholay.
3. Tag five friends to do the same.
4. Come over to the comment-space of this post and post your blog’s link so I can go and read it.
Remember: Before starting the tag, paste points 1 and 4 on your blog so that the rules are available to anyone who wishes to pick the tag up from your blog.
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Favorite line no. 1
They’re called boobs Ed! Movie Erin Bronkowich actress Julia Roberts.
Ed Masry: What makes you think you can just walk in there and take whatever you want?
Erin Brockovich: They’re called boobs, Ed.
Favorite Line No. 2
The Movie Om Shanti Om : The Award Speech done very well by Shah Rukh Khan
Filmon ki tarah humarey zindagi mein bhi end tak sab kuch theekh hi ho jata hai. Happys Ending! Aur agar theekh na ho, toh voh the end nahin. Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost.
Favorite Line No. 3
The movie Musafir starring Sanjay Dutt and Anil Kapoor, Sameera and Sanjay Manjrekar
Sunjay as Billa to Anil Kapoor : Film mein villain hero ko tension deta hai par yahan tu hero hi villain ko tension de raha hai ?
Sanjay Manjrekar playing irate husband to Sameera who emerges from the bathroom with Anil Kapoor following her
Too bhi bathroom mein, Ye bhi bathroom mein, Dono mil kar bathroom ki tanki saaf kar rahey the ?
I know I know, only one line per movie but this movie has awesome dialogues
Favorite Movie Line No. 4
Pyaar Ke Side Effects
Breakup Ka Side effect no.2
Ex girlfriend ko bhulne ke liye bhaut sari shopping karni hogi..it really helps..maine 15 hazar ki ghadi lee hai aur 25 hazar ke speaker’s…Of course on installments..but i feel AWESOME!!!
Favorite Movie Line No. 5
Film Omkara, the Hindi adaptation of Othello – the best lines were given to Saif or Langda Tyagi
One of them …
Bewakoof aur chutiye mein dhaage barabar ka farak hota hai. Dhage ke henge bewakoof aur hunge, chutiya. Aur jo dhaaga khench lo, to kaun hai bewakoof kaun hai chutiya, carore rupiye ka prashan hai bhaiya. Tu to bewakoof hain na? Chutiya to insaan shaadi ke baad hove hai.
Favorite Movie Line No. 6
Movie 16 December
Danny Denzongpa : Mera bharat mahan, sou mein se ninyanvein beman
Favorite Line No. 7
Movie : Jab We Met
Kareena’s entry in the train Haath chodo mera, ab itni bhi khoobsurat nahin hoon main
Favorite Movie Line No. 8
Don ko pakad pana mushkil hi nahin namumkin hai
I really dont know who delivered this dialogue better, Mr. Bacchan or Mr. Shah Rukh Khan
Favorite Movie Line No. 9
Movie : Damini
Yeh Dhai kilo ka haath jab kisipe padtha hai na…toh aadmin ut-tha nahi uth jaata hai..
The Tareekh Pey Tareekh dialogue was good too
Favorite Movie Line No. 10
Film : Amar Akbar Anthony
Amitabh Bacchan : Aisa to Aadmi Life mein Doich time bhaagta hai. Olympic ka race ho, yaa Police ka case ho. Tum kisliye bhaagta hai bhai?
Favorite Line No. 11 (10th in Hindi)
Shucks, I checked ; hafta do one more hindi one phew!
Hehehehe Actually just looking for a way to put this gem by Shatrughan Sinha in Vishwanaat
Jali ko aag kehte hain, bujhee ko raakh kehte hain, jis raakh se barood bane use Vishwanath kehete hain
Hmm : Now I have to tag someone
Here goes -
Down memory lane on Valentines Day
So when did you first fall in love?
I fell in love for the first time when I was about ten. As per my kids, I was not precocious, just a damn fool. I think I agree.
But the moment I came upon a pic of his in a magazine or I heard his voice on the radio, I would simply melt
All the King had to do was sing “Love Me Tender” or “Dont be cruel” and I would melt. Thank goodness there was no television those days otherwise I would have been lost without any redemption at all.
Remember this is the time when dardnaak muhobbat ke gaane were so in on Vividh Bharati and Mohd. Rafi reigned supreme. Well the poetry of the sad emotional songs was good, so was the melody but this was so not my thing.
My idea of a broken romance is “Move on dude, there’s plenty of fish in the sea”. So the sad mournful music of the time like this … I could not empathize with it
Thankfully we had these dudes
and then these guys came … they could sing and look pretty!!
This was young, joyous and life in technicolor.
Then of course came the Angry Young Man
He was tall, hot and could kick ass. He was not into faltu ka emosanal attyachaar, and thankfully neither was India. I even wrote him poems and love letters which I never sent Sighhhhhh. One of them made history …….
I am putting a version of the one I wrote – Mom burnt the original but my siblings remember the gist and that is what I am repeating here …..
Dear Vijay
I love you. I love the way you walk into the room. My friends and I stopped breathing when you walked in wearing your uniform. I can follow you wherever you go, anywhere, everywhere, over the sky, under the ground (okay I kind of went overboard, but I was only ten or twelve whatever ….)
When I see you angry, my heart beats for you, when I see you smile, my heart beats for you, when you just stand there, my heart beats for you
All my friends want to marry you, but I want you to be mine and mine only
I love you
Ritu
Well, my brother found it (the snoopy pest!) and he showed it to my cousins and somehow my mother got to know about it. Oh I must add, I had used pink pens to draw hearts all over the letter. I added stars too ~~~
My mother was not impressed by the artistic and literary masterpiece. I was so dazzled by the movie, which I had seen thrice in 3 days, I had addressed him as Vijay and not Amitabh Bacchan! She thought some soldier or cop was the recipient of my ardour. You can imagine the commotion at home! Sigh!! The course of true love is never smooth and easy.
In real life my encounters with the opposite sex were not so good. The first guy who kissed me – well, I pushed him into the river. I was so offended – though for the life of me I cant understand why! My siblings would always advise prospective suitors to first learn swimming.
Romance and I dont sync well I guess! I’d rather drink and observe Valentine’s Day toasting to other peoples love and eating chocolate.
Romance comes and romance goes, wine, cheese and chocolate last forever. If you dont believe that – try to get rid of the weight you put on eating these
My new toy
I am a gizmo freak and well if the gizmo keeps me logged on to the net all the time, even when there are horrendous power cuts, it is just the thing for me. For years (actually ever since I got to know about this darling thing) I have been longing for an Iphone.
Sigh!
And what do you know! I finally got it
Thank you Kid#1
Thank you The Secret
Thank you Universe
Thank you Shah Rukh Khan
and
Last but not least : Thank you Vin Diesel (Since I was thanking every one else … )
Flash back to a month back
Kid#1 : Hello Mom, what do you want from Philippines
Me : Nothing beta, yahan sab kuch milta hai
Kid#1 : Are you serious? Look dont ask for booze and dont ask for a male Philipino. Ab what do you want?
Me : Sigh, kuch bhi nahin. Just come back qualified, hale and hearty
( I could have asked for sex toys, could have asked for ~ darn he said no to booze! I could have asked for ~~~ You get the picture)
Kid#1 : Who are you and what have you done to my Mom!
Me : LOL! Yeah I was trying to be sensible and noble
Kid#1 : Aint working
Me : Dont waste too much money! Yeah get me an MP3 player
Kid#1 : You want an Iphone
Me : Nobility gayi tel lene! How much does it cost?
Kid#1 : LOL! Lemme check!
He got a slightly used one at half the price of a new Iphone. We got it customized for India, and that took about a week!
Oh wow! I am over the moon! I can take pics and post em on my blog. I can pester the kids to pose for me forever, photograph the dogs and even our fishes! I have an Iphone.
I have put twitter and facebook on the phone. Folks I am taking my net addiction to a new level.
Like Shah Rukh Khan said in his speech in Om Shanti Om
My Hero! I love Shah Rukh Khan
1. He has the cutest boyish smile – and the twinkle in his eyes Oooooh! I normally go for the hot muscular bodies but something about the guy just works for me.
2. He is non-filmy and comes through as fairly grounded – even though he is this huge larger-than-life hero
3. He is a good father and a family man
4. Oh Did I mention his good looks? ~ never mind, it can be repeated
5. He’s versatile, like the papplu that makes the winning hand. You can pair him with any leading lady from Kajol and Shilpa to Anoushka and voila – you have a hit
6. You can watch him in brooding intense roles as the hockey coach of a woman’s team and it works, you can watch him as a shy dude or a cold and unscrupulous Don, it works
7. Oh did I mention the boyish dimpled smile – oh I did – never mind
8. He is from Delhi and that is nice
9. He proudly proclaims that he is a Joru Ka Gulam, that is so refreshing! He comes through as humane and normal. Either he is a damn good actor or is genuinely grounded and balanced.
10. But most of all I love him for the way he has refused to back down in face of the bully boy tactics of Raj Thackeray and his tribe.
I love his Badshahi Andaaz here
Article from Bollyspice
This is Shah Rukh Khan’s request to those threatening to stop the screening in India of his latest movie My Name is Khan releasing next week. At the London press conference on Wednesday, King Khan was quizzed about his stand and candidly spoke about it. “As a Hindi film hero who’s given an iconic status, it scares me to say anything. Our stakes are very high. I want to apologize to Karan Johar, Kajol and the MNIK team because what I say and believe is going to affect their work and I have no idea how to change that.”
His recent comments supporting Pakistani cricketers playing in India has cause right-wing organisation Shiv Sena to threaten the screening of his film in Mumbai. They have even burnt effigies of the actor as well as Aamir Khan who has the same stand.
In the past although his colleagues have apologised to Shiv Sainiks, Shah Rukh has a different approach to it. “I really don’t know what the issue is about and what do I need to apologise for. Am I supposed to retract to I’m an Indian but I don’t want anyone to come to my country?”
This incident has also affected Shah Rukh emotionally. “When a film releases, you are tensed but highly excited and I work for that excitement. But this time I am just sad and it is not jetlag.”
Amitabh and Jaya Bacchan apologised, Karan Johar apologised. I never understood why. But Shah Rukh took a stand! I truly love and respect him for this!
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