Now that ‘Sholay’ in 3D is safely behind us,
and we can all forget that it ever happened,
I must tell you that I met Ramesh Sippy recently.
Well, actually, I have seen him around on several occasions, at film festivals, film bazars, and the like, but never, ever spoken to him.
This happened to be just one of those evenings that come into my life, once every two years or so, when I drink,
and most of you know what happens when I drink, I get drunk, and hugs and kisses and ‘I Love You’s’ are distributed freely and widely,
from a person not too well known for her demonstrativeness otherwise.
On this occasion however, I was not flying yet, but just circling around the runway, when I crossed Mr. Sippy,
so I refrained from hugs and kisses, much to the gratefulness of Ms. Kiran Juneja Sippy, I am sure,
and said, ‘Excuse me, Sir, but I am a great fan of yours. I know you must have heard this a 1000 times, but I still want to say it.’
He smiled graciously and said, ‘Well, you can say it, I don’t mind’.
I chewed his brains some more on how I could recite the dialogues of Sholay then and there if he wanted me to, which he politely declined,
and then I waved a happy goodbye after telling him patronizingly that I liked his other films too.
But his reply stayed with me.
How does it matter if 200 thousand, 6 hundred and seventy two people have already told you that they like your work, there is always place for the 200673rd.