RIP Rajesh Khanna…

Would you forgive me if I told you you were not my favourite hero? Of course, you would. You would smile, your eyes twinkling and say something with that classic head nod and half smile which had women of my mother’s generation swooning and having to be carried off on stretchers. I was a child in your heyday. I think I saw almost all your movies, I saw you go from endearing and entertaining and effortless to hammy and stilted and embarassing. But that didn’t detract from the fact that the movies where you were glorious, you were just that, glorious. Anand. Safar. Bawarchi. Kati Patang. You had that twinkle in your eye that made one believe you knew some little secret that you were not telling us.
And you were handsome. Oh so handsome. The kind of handsome that made every woman think Xrated thoughts of you, I am sure. You didn’t have the physique and macho appeal of a Vinod Khanna or a Feroz Khan or even a Dharmendra, but you had appeal. In bundles. You made one believe in fairytales, that the prince would marry the showgirl, that Pushpa would stop shedding tears, that Anand would not die in the movie, no matter how many times one saw those movies, again and again.
I think I was heartbroken when Shammi Kapoor died, he was after all my first official crush. But when you died, a pall of sadness descended over me, you lived your life like Ozymandias. Seeing heights no movie actor has seen in India and seeing equal depths. Your life was a warning, of that quawalli, Chadta suraj dheere dheere dhalta hai dhal jayega.
I knew nothing about you apart from what was written in the magazines and your movies. I have no comment to make on your life. And it remains none of our business. But, I must say, thank you for the movies. Thank you for making me believe in the power of romance, of wistfulness, of heartbreak. Thank you for a childhood of magic at the movies.


About Kiran Manral

Kiran Manral published her first book, The Reluctant Detective in 2011. Since then, she has published nine books across genres till date. Her books include romance and chicklit with Once Upon A Crush (2014), All Aboard (2015), Saving Maya (2017); horror with The Face at the Window (2016), psychological thriller with Missing, Presumed Dead (2018) and nonfiction with Karmic Kids (2015), A Boy’s Guide to Growing Up (2016) and True Love Stories (2017). Her short stories have been published on Juggernaut, in magazines like Verve and Cosmopolitan, and have been part of anthologies like Chicken Soup for the Soul, Have a Safe Journey (2017) and Boo (2017). Her articles and columns have appeared in the Times of India, Tehelka, DNA, Yowoto, Shethepeople, New Woman, Femina, Verve, Elle, Cosmopolitan, Conde Nast Traveller, DB Post, The Telegraph, the Asian Age, iDiva, TheDailyO and more. She was shortlisted for the Femina Women Awards 2017 for Literary Contribution. In 2018, she was awarded the International Women's Day award for literary excellence by ICUNR and Ministry of Women and Children, Government of India. She is a TEDx speaker and a mentor with Vital Voices Global Mentoring Walk 2017.
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1 Response to RIP Rajesh Khanna…

  1. S.D. says:

    Hey Kiran … I strongly believe that those were the very old sweet songs which made him a good public figure..


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