, Ali Peter John
It was 28th of December and I was celebrating the birthday of the girl who had betrayed me in love and went to serve and love her God. I had been drinking all day trying to forget my sorrows and forgot everything about the world. I even forgot that the next day was Rajesh Khanna’s birthday.
I had celebrated his birthday several times with him and I knew how his birthday parties could affect the parties of kings and queens and even some of the biggest celebrities anywhere in the world and I always liked the first superstar on 29th December. Remembered as a birthday. India ….
I went home from office after having a one man party for myself. I had had dinner and was about to go to bed at about 11.30 when the black telephone rang in my room.
It was Shashi Kiran who was a close friend of the superstar who was going through a rough time. Shashi who was best known for his roles as ‘The College Boy’ was crying and asking me to come immediately to Kakaji’s office on Linking Road. He kept on saying, “Ali sahab, Kakaji is all alone in his office, only I am with him and Kakaji is crying after remembering you. Can you come now? Please come, I can’t handle Kakaji alone.
I had turned and was about to sleep, and moreover, I was so drunk that I could not even think of going out of my house. It was an uphill battle between my weak body and my conscience and in the end, my body won and my conscience lost and the phone kept ringing and I kept avoiding it even though I wasn’t able to fulfill the sole request. was feeling sad. The actor I got very angry with when he had agreed to participate in my college’s annual day and despite many requests from my professors didn’t come at all but whom I met for a shoot at Kala Niketan in Juhu. was made during I could not go to his office that night when he was celebrating the most lonely and dejected birthday of his life. I apologized to him the next day, and I remember his last words when he said it. “Ali, I won’t be on my next birthday.”
What a dark prediction the great Rajesh Khanna had for himself. He slowly lost all that belonged to him, his cars, his bungalow, his blessings and his fame above all else. And his prophecy came true when he died in his bungalow and I was lucky (or was it unlucky?) to be the first outsider to enter Blessing to see the one-time ruler at Blessings, who was raised from the very floor to the ground floor. was brought down. Two men and one were carried in what can only be called a dirty blanket.
I can never forget the time I spent with Rajesh Khanna in this life. Who else has seen life, Kakaji?