The boring speeches continued for a while and then it was time for Dilip Kumar to speak. He spoke softly, passionately and the audience listened spell bound! For the first time I understood the motive of the press conference. The film fraternity was protesting against the newly implemented government policy and declared to go on strike and Dilip Kumar was here to lend his support.
I cannot remember if I filed a story or we just carried the pictures with an elaborate caption but next day, post office, I was walking towards Church Gate Station, when a shinning Black Mercedes stopped before me! I walked closer and Dilip Kumar rolled down his glass window, asked me to get inside from the other side.
Unthinkingly, I stepped inside the freezing vehicle but my mind was racing. Why had he stopped the car for me, was he confusing me for someone else and where were we heading? I sat on the edge of my seat and I am certain he sensed my discomfiture but continued to chat casually. Those familiar with him know that the thespian speaks so softly that he is almost inaudible, so to not appear rude I shook my head from time to time and smiled.
To be concluded