DAY 1965
Jalsa, Mumbai Sept 1, 2013 Sun 10 : 04 PM
In my confusion of time and work and running from one post to the other, from constructing one time zone with the work of another time zone, from interviews for the promotion of KBC and presence at running events on the channels, for caring and looking after the house hold formalities, from spending time with the ‘little one’, from bidding good byes to those travelling from the family, and there are several that travel often each day, from catching up with the news, news papers, television debates, impressions and ideas to talk about … all for the interest of knowledge to be of assistance at the many guest speaking and presence attendances of invited functions .. an award here for the other, a book release, a motivational moment for the jawans of the country, an address to the association of those in the medical fraternity, of finding space and time to reply to the hundreds of the short message system on mobiles, to the reading of the scripts that lie pending, for the allotment of dates for the future and their planning, for the matters of the Company, the accounts and the dealings, the meticulous observations of contracts and their deliverance, the endorsements and the meetings on creatives and their execution, to the drafting of mail from various sources that need response, of listening to the problems of those that need help and finding time to give them the assurance that all will be well, to work at the charities, to design the nature of the characters to be played, to take note of and to inculcate the observations by several members of the well wishers on the kind of films and roles I should be accepting, spending time to think on what and how a particular role should be performed, visiting, and in the late hours of the night, to the studio for the music recordings of forthcoming ventures… KBC preparations, Tv serial preparations, film preparations …
The lines shall just continue to expand were I to continue .. but I shall refrain .. refrain because there is just one individual that shall really be able to understand the enormity of the situation, its consequences and its execution ..
MOI … !!
And that shall be the norm, no matter what and where ..
Back to basics then and to stop this most self centered activity of lamentation, for, it shall never pay, never be understood, and most importantly shall never be construed in the manner in which it ought to be …
So the Sunday has beckoned me to the Indian Idol Junior Grand Finale, to announce the winner, to promote the show now most commonly known as KBC, to run a Radio Game of KBC for the first time in the history of FmRadio, played with the prominent Radio Jockey’s from Delhi and Mumbai of some prominent Radio Stations .. to meet and greet contestants on JII GF and to spend some time with the crew of this magnificent show .. and drive back for meetings concerning many of the various activities described above, and while on the move to record the VOG, to make those connected calls to members of the family as they board aircraft and land at destinations … and to attend to the very complicated domestic issues that arise each minute .. !!
So … now that I have sounded enough like a harased house wife, may I seek your indulgence .. in matters that concern the … ahhhh well .. forget it ..
BUT … I have to say this .. among all that transpires throughout the day .. the short spells of moments spent before that piano key board, which plays on its own, the notes that are struck from an immature appreciator … are the most peaceful times .. even though they dwell with us for a mere few minutes .. equipments need to be used, electronics need to be switched on and operated, automobiles must be started and driven, shoes and clothes must be worn, the multitude of pens both ball points and ink, need to be written with, else they dry up …
Life needs to be lived .. else it shall disappoint you, wear you out, weaken you, dry up your enthusiasm, restrain your breathing, designate that pain in the joints, morose your will and the strength of movement ..
MOVE …
And move well .. even if at first you are unaware of where you are moving .. start the process .. and in time a destination shall appear, a peak shall challenge to be conquered, that ladder that taunts you with the climb shall fall out of place, rebuild itself to facilitate your onward journey …
My love as ever …
Allow me the deep pleasure of biding you a night of sweetness and love ..
Amitabh Bachchan
