Rajesh Khanna – The first and original Superstar
If we say that Rajesh Khanna was a phenomenon of Indian films and an actor unparalleled it is because Khanna’s popularity as a first and original superstar of India never got diluted even after his downfall from Mount Everest as he often used to tell his fans and Media, that he is the one who actually fell down from the highest peak of Himalayas and therefore is not worried of any further damage. Kaka used to say: the way I have seen the peak of superstardom era and the worst, I have no regrets in life to lament upon.
The speciality about Kaka was that even after entering politics and having been exposed to the electorates of New Delhi parliamentary constituency walking down the streets in the scorching heat and meet every individual poor and rich, his popularity never diminished and people of all generations longed to have his desperate glimpse even during the nineties when was contesting from New Delhi. For them ( people of all generations) Kaka was still a superstar).
After being MP for five years and thereafter losing next time Kaka was always in demand in Delhi as well as nationally.
What is most heartening to know about his popularity was that even those hailing from the lowest ebb of the society, the jhuggi dwellers longed for his darshan and get photos clicked with him not to speak of the women, girls and youngsters hailing from the middle class and the upper middle class who were to his ardent fans.
There are numerous instances to prove this point. Chetan Gaur, Goldie who was then working with Vipin Oberoi the proprietor of The Treat, eatery in Chanakyapuri diplomatic area and known to Kaka as well says that once i.e. in the year 2011 while Kaka was in Delhi at his Sarvapriya Vihar house in South Delhi, he was asked by Vipin Oberoi to deliver the night meal to Rajesh Khanna at his Sarva Priya Vihar residence.
It was around 9.00 PM. While going to deliver the meals probably delicious nonveg items to Kaka’s residence, Chetan Gaur,s felt dizzy and preferred to go home than to deliver the meals to Kakaji. While going to his house at Sarojini Nagar, a local barber at hutments near Scindia Potteries, Sarojini Nagar, met him on the way.
Since Chaman Nai as he was known, was too much interested to meet Rajesh Khanna since long, Chetan wanted to oblige him and he phoned to Khanna from there saying Kakaji, my physical condition is too bad. Can you do me a favor: Kaka replied, what is it?
He said: one Chaman, is too interested to meet you and has been requesting me since long. He is your die-hard fan. He wants to see you and if you allow him to come to your place I can send your Khana (nonvegetarian meals) to you, through him. He further added but sir he is a barber. Hope you don’t mind.
Kaka immediately said: what’s wrong in that. After all, he is a human being. Hope he is not a dog or a cat. What’s wrong in that? Send him.
Chetan was too relieved. He asked Chaman, the Barber, to go and deliver the foodstuff to Rajesh Khanna at his Sarvapriya Vihar residence. He willingly agreed, jubilantly, and delivered the food at his house.
When Chaman reached Sarva Priya Vihar, Kaka was desperately waiting for him at the gate of his house. Chaman, on seeing Kakaji, touched his feet and delivered him the foodstuff. It was the dream come true for Chaman, the Barber, to have had Super Star Rajesh Khanna’s glimpse and that too from so near, the star he had been watching on screen over the years. He was so overwhelmed. According to Chetan Gaur: Kaka called him inside the house, offered him cold water, tea despite his saying no, hesitatingly and then on Chaman nai’s demand Kaka agreed to have a photograph clicked with him.
Those days people seldom had mobiles but Kaka had one camera and he asked his servant to get a picture clicked with Chaman Barber. On seeing Kaka’s such a generous behavior Chaman nai was so impressed that he asked Kaka if he could bring his family tomorrow for a group family pic with him, to which Kaka agreed after some reluctance.
Next day Chetan Gaur aka Goldie came to Kaka’s place along with Chaman Nai’s family living in a jhuggi cluster in Sangam Vihar and get the group photos clicked with Kaka’s ashirvaad on the family’s head. While seeing him off Kaka gave him 500 Rupees to which he refused but the superstar of yesteryear put the money in his pocket. Such was Rajesh Khanna’s kind and compassionate attitude towards the poor and the economically deprived.
Similarly, when Kaka went to Lucknow to campaign for one of the Congress candidates, while going in the huge public meeting, Kaka was desperately surrounded by his large fans.
He had to literally make his way by struggling hard and physically fighting with the hysterical crowd. The police personals deployed there also couldn’t control the huge crowd.
Some were striving hard to shake hand with Kaka while others desperately wanted to have his glimpse. Kaka’s kurta was literally in shambles. Kaka had to forcibly keep his hands intact. When Kaka was making his way out in the crowd some girls literally put his finger in their mouth and bit him hard. When Kaka went on the stage, blood was oozing out of his fingers. The organizers brought some Dettol and antiseptic and cotton and gave Kaka the first aid. This reminds one of the incidents of Kaka’s superstardom era when his white Chevrolet Impala used to be full of pink and red lipstick marks over it by the college girls who not finding Kaka would kiss his Impala.
This was Kaka’s charisma which no star would have ever witnessed. So desperate and furious love for him by his fans, especially the girls still while he was a septuagenarian. When Kaka came back to Delhi he narrated the incident. This speaks of the hard fact that while even in politics the charm for legendary Kaka was as fresh in the minds of his fans as was during the days of his superstardom.
Sunil Negi, Former Media Advisor to Rajesh Khanna
‘Bombay To Bangalore’ A short story by Sudha Murthy
Once a TTE (Train Ticket Examiner) who was doing the duty in a Bangalore bound train from Mumbai caught a girl who was hiding under a seat. She was around 13 or 14 years old. TTE asked the girl to show the ticket to which she replied that she is traveling without a proper ticket. Then the TTE told the girl to get down from the train. At that same time, he heard a voice from behind. “I will pay for her”. That was Mrs. Usha Bhattacharya, who was a college lecturer by profession. Mrs. Bhattacharya paid for the girl’s ticket and requested her to sit nearby. Then she asked,
“what’s your name?”
“Chitra”, the girl replied.
“Where you are going?”
“I have nowhere to go.” the girl replied. “Then come with me.” Mrs. Bhattacharya told. After reaching Bangalore, Mrs. Bhattacharya handed over the girl to an NGO. Later Mrs. Bhattacharya shifted to Delhi and the contact between the two came almost into a halt. After around 20years Mrs. Bhattacharya went to San Francisco (USA) to deliver a lecture in a college there. While she was in a restaurant, after having the meal, she was about to pay the bills. Then the receptionist informed her that her bills are already paid. When she turned back, she saw a woman with her husband smiling at her. Mrs. Bhattacharya asked the couple, “why did you pay my bills? ”
The young woman replied, “Ma’m, the bills I paid are very less when comparing to the ticket fare you had paid for me for the Bombay – Bangalore train journey!” Tears were rolling out from both eyes of the woman. “Oh, Chitra… you..!!!” Mrs.Bhattacharya responded astonished. Chitra hugged and touched Mrs. Bhattacharya’s feet.
Don’t be astonished. Yes, the little help you extend to others can change their whole lives! Bible says, “Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due when it is in your power to do it.”
Sudha Murty is the chairperson of Infosys Foundation. She is also an author and pens down interesting stories from the lives of ordinary people. The above is an extracted version from ‘Bombay to Bangalore’, one of her most heartwarming stories.
The most beautiful book to read is “Die Empty” by Todd Henry.
The author was inspired and got this idea of writing this book while attending a business meeting.
When the director asked the audience: “Where is the richest land in the world?”
One of the audience answered: “Oil-rich Gulf states.”
Another added: “Diamond mines in Africa.”
Then the director said: “No it is the cemetery. Yes, it is the richest land in the world, because millions of people have departed/died and they carried many valuable ideas that did not come to light nor benefit others. It is all in the cemetery where they are buried.”
Inspired by this answer, Todd Henry wrote his book, “Die Empty” where he did his best to motivate people to pour out their ideas and potential energies in their communities and turn them into something useful before it is too late.
The most beautiful of what he said in his book is: “Do not go to your grave and carry inside you the best that you have.
Always choose to die empty.
The TRUE meaning of this expression, is to die empty of all the goodness that is within you. Deliver it to the world, before you leave.
If you have an idea perform it.
If you have knowledge give it out.
If you have a goal achieve it.
Love, share and distribute, do not keep it inside.
Let’s begin to give. Remove and spread every atom of goodness inside us.
Start the race.
This beautiful article curated from the web.
Atari – Wagah Border
Atari – Indian Name
Wagah – Paki side name.
The Flag lowering ceremony is held at the Atari border?
How often have you heard the word ATARI?
Hardly ever, The Media with its extra-national loyalties has always called it the Wagah border.
Our politicians of the yore also took pride in calling it ‘The Wagah border’ Well! They had their own reasons.
But today we don’t have to toe the lies.
The place where the border check post is built was called Atari in honor of the great Sardar Shyam Singh Atariwala, who was a chief in the great Sikh Army of Maharaja Ranjit Singh. The history is filled with the stories of bravery of these brave and fearless Sardars who had defeated the coward Army of the marauders attacking India in the name of their religion from the west.
All offices of the Govt, like the immigration, customs, etc are located in Atari. The Pakistani administration,
however, had named their side of the border as Wagah. Our appeasing politicians, (and you see them parroting similar lines even today), chose to refer to this place as the Wagah border thereby denying the honor to the great Sardar Shyam Singh.
Next time, when we wish to visit or wish to refer to that Great place, let’s talk about it correctly and honor the name of our brave legend ‘ATARI’.
Important Info in case of Trouble on Mumbai – Pune Expressway
I was travelling with my Parents and Family on Mumbai – Pune Expressway on 20th March 2019 – Moving towards Pune. After crossing Lonavla our Innova had a Puncture in one of its tyre’s. We had to stop in the middle of the Expressway at around 8.45pm. I took some immediate decisions.
1. Asked my entire family to Move out and stand much ahead of our Car. This only ensured that if any Heavy Vehicle accidentally bumps in our Car (though Parking Lights were ON) we have some safe passage.
2. Called on 9833498334 on the helpline provided on the expressway. They immediately answered the phone and advised me to speak to 9822498224 which is another Lonavla helpline number.
Much to my pleasant surprise, 2 Administration Personnel of IRDB approached our vehicle in less than 10 Mins.
Further, we had another issue – Our driver and vehicle had no proper means (it was a private car) to remove the Spare Tyre and he was struggling on this front. Immediately the Personnel from IRDB helped and called a Technician (mind you this was a Day of Holi) and they forced him to come down.
While the mechanic was busy doing the amends, the security Personnel secured the passage behind our Car by putting Safety Neon Sign Boards and one stood with a Torch Light to protect any vehicle coming near to our car.
One interesting thing and the reason for Writing all this
I was informed and made knowledgable by the Security Personnel that in such situations there is a way to inform the security helpline number, your whereabouts on the expressway (which I was not earlier aware and was not able to convey in my earlier communications on the helpline)
On the white Strips on the expressway, there are number codes and duly painted at every 10 feet distance. This number has got 2 digits engraved (an example is shown below)
The number 63 denotes the KM distance from the start of the expressway and 100 denotes the distance in feet after reaching 63 km. This codification continues till the end of the expressway in increasing order of Kms and subsequent intermediate distances in Feet
Once you convey the information to the helpline number it’s very easy for them to find out your exact location and reach you faster. In the night also, if one sees properly, the number is visible. It is painted after every 10ft with an increasing number towards the destination of Pune and is painted on both sides of the expressway.
Our car was finally done and the Security personnel stayed till the entire duration with us and even helped to amend the Car. (very welcome move)
On offering some token of appreciation they politely said no and said: “This is our Duty”. The entire process took almost 45 mins.
Please note all the information above may find useful to those who are not aware. In addition, see that your vehicle (if hired from 3rd Party) has got proper tools and a right Stand by Tyre in case of Emergency.
Have a safe journey!
This helpful article curated from the web.
This is Sharanagathi🌹
Everyday Krishna would visit the garden and say to all the
plants, “I love you”. The plants were very happy and responded saying “Krishna, we love You too”.
One day Krishna rushed quickly into the garden very
alarmed. He went to the bamboo plant and the bamboo plant asked, “Krishna, what´s wrong?” Krishna said, “I have something to ask you, but it is very difficult”.
The bamboo said, “Tell me: if I can, I will give it to you”.
So Krishna said “I need your life. I need to cut you”. The bamboo thought for a while and then said “You don´t
have any other choice. You don’t have any other way ?”
Krishna said, “No, no other way”. And it said “OK” and gave himself up.
So Krishna cut the bamboo and made holes in it, and each
time, he carved the holes, the bamboo was crying in pain.
Krishna made a beautiful flute out of it and this flute was with him all the time; 24 hours a day, it was with Krishna. Even the Gopis were jealous of the flute. They said, “Look, Krishna is our Lord, but yet we get to spend only some time with him. He wakes up with you, he sleeps with you, all the time you are with him”.
Gopis asked the bamboo, “Tell us your secret. What secret
do you have, that the Lord treasures you so much ?” And the bamboo said “The secret is that I gave myself up,
and he did whatever was right for me, in the process I had
to undergo a lot of pain. And the Lord does whatever he wants with me, whenever he wants with me and however he wants with me. I have just become His instrument”.
So this is complete surrender: where God can do whatever
He wants with you, whenever He wants, as He wants. Trust Him completely and have faith in Him and Always Know.. that you are in His Hands … What can go wrong ??
This is Sharanagathi🌹
This beautiful story curated from the web.
A story that will definitely touch your heart
It was getting dark. Someone was calling from behind the locked iron gate. Wondering who it could be I came out. An elderly person was standing behind the gate. The clothes wrinkled and with a small bag in his hand, he appeared to have traveled some distance coming here. Looking into a small piece of paper in his hands he enquired, “Isn’t this Anand, Number8, Yogananda Street, my son?” “Yes, I am Anand and this is the address. And you…”, I mumbled. Slightly shivering and moistening his dry lips with the tongue he replied, handing over the letter, “Babu, I am your father’s friend. I am coming from your village. Your father gave me this letter and advised that I seek help from you”.
Taking that letter from him, exclaiming “father?”, I eagerly read that letter. “Dear Anand, blessings to you. The person carrying this letter is my friend. His name is Ramayya. Works hard. A few days ago, his only son died in an accident. He is running around seeking compensation. That would help him and his wife to pull along with the other meager income. I am sending the police reports after the accident, the compensation affidavits given by the Travel Agents and other relevant papers. He was told that the final payment may be collected in the Head Office. This is his first visit to Hyderabad and he is a stranger. I am hoping that you would be able to help him. Take care of your health. Visit us at your earliest convenience. Your loving father”.
Ramayyagaru was standing watching me. I thought for a moment and invited him inside. Giving him some water to drink, I enquired, “did you have anything to eat?”. He replied, “No, my son. As the journey got delayed, I ate the two fruits that I brought with me.”
Going inside I prepared four dosas and served them with pickles. Saying, “you please eat”, I went out and made a couple of calls and returned. When I returned, I found that he had finished the Tiffin and was sitting with a few papers in his hand. There was a photo of his deceased son. The boy was handsome and young. Maybe 22 years. My eyes moistened.
“He is my only son. Those who were born before him died due to various other causes. He was the only one we have. Mahesh was his name. He studied well and got a job. Assuring us that he will take care of us and we would get over all hardships he took up the job. On a fateful day, he was involved in a road accident while crossing the road. Died on the spot. Not wishing to take compensation in the name of the deceased son we were initially reluctant. But day by day, I am becoming weak and my wife too is not doing well. With your father’s insistence, I came here. Saying my son will help, he sent me with this letter”, he concluded.
“Fine. It’s late now. Take rest”. Saying this I too slept.
Next morning, we got ready, had coffee at home and started. Finishing breakfast on the way, we reached the Office address mentioned in the documents. “Anand, I will take care of the rest. You attend to your office work” said Ramayyagaru. “No issue. I have taken leave for today”, I replied. Being with him I got the compensation paid to him. “Thank you, dear son. My wife is alone at home and I will go back home”, said the old man. “Come, I will drop you at the bus-stand and see you off.” I took him to the bus-stand, got him a ticket, bought a few fruits to eat on the way.
He said with joy in his eyes, he said, “Anandbabu, taking leave for my sake you helped me a lot. Soon after going home I will narrate everything to your father and thank him too.”
Smiling and holding his hands I explained, “I am not your friend’s son Anand. I am Aravind. You came to the wrong address. That Anand’s house is another 2 km away. You were already tired and I didn’t have the heart to tell you the truth. I called the number in your letter and enquired. His wife said that Anand had gone out of town on some work. I called your friend and told him too. He felt very sad. Once I assured him that I will take care he felt good. The loss you have suffered is irreparable. But I felt that I should help you. That I did it gives me the greatest pleasure.” As the bus moved, holding my hands Ramayya left with tears of gratitude in his eyes. “God bless you, my child”, were his parting words. That is enough for me, I thought. My father passed away fifteen years earlier. Now looking at Ramayyagaru I felt my father has returned.
Looking up at the sky I thought my father must be somewhere there. “Dad, did you come in this form to check my progress in life! Sending me a letter, were you testing me whether I would help or not? Born to a great father like you, as a son I have performed my duty. Are you happy?” Tears of joy flooded my eyes.
“Have an intention to help.
Nature will work out the way.”
This beautiful story curated from the web.
A student studying in Switzerland observes:
While studying in Switzerland, I rented a house near the school. The landlady Kristina is a 67-year-old single old lady who had worked as a teacher in a secondary school before she retired.
Switzerland’s pension is very good, enough to not worry her about food and shelter in her later years. However, she actually found “work” – to take care of an 87-year-old single old man.
I asked if she was working for money. Her answer surprised me: “I do not work for money, but I put my time in the ‘time bank’, and when I cannot move in my old age, I could withdraw it.”
The first time I heard about this concept of “time bank”, I was very curious and asked the landlady more. The original “Time Bank” was an old-age pension program developed by the Swiss Federal Ministry of Social Security. People saved the ‘time’ taking care of the elderly when they were younger, and when they were old, ill or needed care could withdraw it. Applicants must be healthy, good at communicating and full of love. Every day they have to look after the elderly who need help. Their service hours will be deposited into the personal ‘time’ accounts of the social security system.
She went to work twice a week, spending two hours each time helping the elderly, shopping, cleaning their room, taking them out to sunbathe, chatting with them. sitting with them.
According to the agreement, after one year of her service, “Time Bank” will calculate her working hours and issue her a “time bank card”. When she needs someone to take care of her, she can use her “time bank card” to “time to withdraw “time and time interest”. After the information verification, “Time Bank” will assign other volunteers to take care of her at the hospital or her home.
One day, I was in school and the landlady called and said she fell off the stool when she was wiping the window. I quickly took leave and sent her to the hospital for treatment. The landlady broke her ankle and needed to stay in bed for a while. While I was preparing to apply for leave to take care of her,
the landlady told me that I need not worry about her. She had already submitted a withdrawal request to the “Time Bank”. Sure enough, in less than two hours “Time Bank” sent a nursing worker to come and care for the landlady.
In the following month, the care worker took care of the landlady every day, chatted with her and made delicious meals for her. Under the meticulous care of the carer, the landlady soon recovered her health. After recovering, the landlady went back to “work”. She said that she intends to save more time in the “time bank” while she is still healthy.
Today, in Switzerland, the use of “time banks” to support old age has become a common practice. This not only saves the country pension expenses but also solves other social problems. Many Swiss citizens are very supportive of this kind of old-age pensions. The survey conducted by the Swiss pension organization shows that more than half of Swiss people also want to participate in this type of old-age care service. The Swiss government also passed legislation to support the “Time Bank” pension scheme.
At present, the number of “empty-nest old people” in Asian countries is increasing and it has gradually become a social problem. Switzerland style “time bank” pension may be a good option for us too.
What an interesting concept….. hope it gets adapted all over the world soon!!!
This beautiful concept/story curated from the web.
What is LIFE?
A rich man looked through his window and saw a poor man picking something from his dustbin.
He said: Thank GOD I’m not poor;
The poor man looked around and saw a naked man misbehaving on the street.
He said: Thank GOD I’m not mad;
The mad man looked ahead and saw an ambulance carrying a patient.
He said: Thank GOD I’m not sick;
Then a sick person in the hospital saw a trolley taking a dead body to the mortuary..
He said: Thank GOD I’m not dead;
Only a dead person cannot thank God.
Why don’t we thank GOD today for all our blessings and for the gift of life & for another beautiful day?
What is LIFE?
To understand life better, we have to go to 3 places:
At the Hospital, we understand that nothing is more beautiful than HEALTH.
In Prison, we see that FREEDOM is the most precious thing.
At the Cemetery, we realize that life is not worth any material thing. The ground that we walk today will be our roof tomorrow.
Sad Truth: We all come with Nothing and we will go with Nothing.
Let us, therefore, remain humble and be thankful & grateful to God at all times for everything.
This beautiful story curated from the web.
8 Short stories, with deep meanings!
(1) Those who had coins enjoyed in the rain. Those who had notes were busy looking for shelter.
(2) Man and God both met somewhere. Both exclaimed, “My creator.”
(3) He asked, are you a Hindu or Muslim? The response came, “I am hungry”!
(4) The fool didn’t know it was impossible. So he did it.
(5) “Wrong number,” Said a familiar voice.
(6) What if God asks you after you die, “So how was heaven?”
(7) They told me that to make her fall in love I had to make her laugh. But every time she laughs, I am the one who falls in love.”
(8) We don’t make friends anymore. We add them nowadays.
Rajesh Khanna’s Aashirwad
Many people would not know that superstar of the millennium, the first superstar Rajesh Khanna aka Kaka purchased the sea-facing magnificent bungalow “Aashirwad”, from Rajendra Kumar, popularly known as Jubilee Kumar in the then Bombay Film Industry who gave 25 silver jubilees in a row while staying in “Dimple”, the earlier name of Aashirwad , a gracious and spacious Bungalow in Bombay’s Carter Road, facing the the wide-open sea.
By instinct and nature Kaka was not an atheist but a sort of an orthodox who always believed in God, a supernatural power that always blessed him.
He would always tell his friends in the industry that there are several, more handsome men, more in height and personality in Bollywood, then how come he’d become a superstar loved and adored by millions of ardent fans globally?
He was skeptical and confused about himself and bore a sort of inferiority complex about him being a star and that was the prime reason that he believed in God. According to him, luck always favored him in his heydays as a superstar for at least two decades in a row.
It is said that when Kaka had first seen the spacious house of Rajendra Kumar at Carter Road, Mumbai’s prime location, he always wanted to have such a splendid house.
There was another hidden reason behind it i.e. it was owned by none other than Jubilee Kumar, the then superstar, and heartthrob of millions.
Kaka had a feeling that Rajendra Kumar became Jubilee Kumar, giving 25 hits in a row that became silver jubblies while staying in this Bungalow, then known as Dimple. And as such it might be a lucky bungalow, absolutely. Therefore his desperate interest in “DIMPLE” git generated tremendously. But for Rajendra Kumar, it was unlucky bungalow as his downfall had started by then. He wanted to sell it as due to his decline at the box office his financial condition was in jeopardy…
Therefore when Rajendra Kumar was facing financial hardships, Rajesh Khanna got an opportunity to fix a deal.
Considering the Bungalow as a lucky one that made Rajendra Kumar Jubilee Kumar, Kaka wasted no time to purchase this house.
It was Hathi Mere Sathi’s, first heavy advance installment that helped Kaka to finalize the deal with Rajendra Kumar.
When the film producer of Hathi Mere Sathi from South approached Kaka to do his film, the latter wasn’t interested to work with animals. But he acted because he was in need of money to buy Rajendra Kumar’s house. Kaka had put a condition that if he was given half of the signing amount in advance, he would do the film. The producer readily agreed as Rajesh Khanna’s popularity those days was on its peak. Rajesh Khanna got Rs 6 lakhs in advance and bought Dimple and later named as Aashirwad.
And undoubtedly Aashirwad gave Kaka name, fame and excessive wealth, till his death.
Though Kaka also confronted the worst period of his life in this house but till Kaka’s unfortunate death it was always dear and the most adored asset of his life.
Rajesh Khanna’s last wish, though not declared officially, was to convert Aashirwad to Super Star Rajesh Khanna Museum. His most loved and adored prized possession was not destined to be so. His family against the latter’s heartiest wishes sold it after his demise. His fans say Kaka’s soul definitely must be haunting this house, which was abruptly and arbitrarily sold against his wishes.
Today there is a multistorey building in place of Aashirwad thus crushing his last hearty wish to turn it into Super Star Rajesh Khanna Museum; the magnificent bungalow which Kaka cherished the most.
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