Sundays were when Dad walked in from the bazaar with the entire fish market in
his hands.
TEESRI MANZIL, TUMSA NAHI DEKHA, GUIDE, TRISHUL, AMAR AKBAR
ANTHONY. Forget the blockbusters, we had CHHOTI SI BAAT, CHASHME BUDDOOR,
KATHA, SHAUKEEN, MOHAN JOSHI HAZIR HO!, SALIM LANGDE PE MAT RO.
Show me another Sai Paranjpye, Saeed Akhtar Mirza, Gulzar or
Muzaffar Ali. Or a Khayyam, Naushad, Vanraj Bhatia, or S.D. Burman. Barkhoordar (he smirked), humare paas Shashi Kapoor, Smita Patil, Farooq
Shaikh the.
Tumhare 90s ke paas kya hain?
The answer was Ma.
MA…DHURI DIXIT.
Bollywood was all about Sunday morning showdowns.
The colours change
ReplyDeleteas the kaleidoscope turns
black, white, pink, green, blue,
back and forth, this path oblong,
the sound of your violin wild
becomes my phantom song.
Nostalgic, very holiday-ey, this story! :)