Attending the UK Launch of Bachchan Bol – 18 May 2011

It’s as if this day will be etched in my mind forever. I could hardly believe my luck when I was told that I was about to get an invitation to an event which would see the legendary Mr Amitabh Bachchan in attendance. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think or even hope that I would be meeting this gentleman, the superstar of the Millennium. It was, for me, someone who was out of reach and so the willingness or dream was never there. However, as you will all know, life has a way of giving you things that are even beyond your wildest dreams. This is exactly what this was… something above and beyond anything I could ever have hoped for but it was happening and I was going to make the most of it no matter what!

As I made my way into the theatre with the other attendees to await the arrival of the man himself, I had so many thoughts going through my head. However, my main feelings and thoughts surrounded the number of films I’ve seem of Mr Bachchan’s and how many appearances of his I remember watching on the TV thinking how charismatic, how humble and how deserving he is of this megastar status. I have a memory of feeling extremely privileged to be able to sit in front of a man who had the prayers of a nation, the eyes of the world and the love of millions with him.

When I first caught a glimpse of the actor, he was just about to enter the theatre but stopped just outside and looked back towards the direction he has walked from. It was as if he was being told something before he actually made an entry. I remember him finally walking in and my gut feeling wanting to get up and clap, blow and kiss and shout how speechless I was feeling. Yes, speechless… dazed… all warm inside. I felt like I wouldn’t have been able to utter a word before this star who, for me, commands respect, personifies dignity and portrays everything Indian cinema is about and more. Having said that, when the opportunity came to ask the living legend a question, I simply could not pass it up. For some reason, my nerves disappeared and my speechlessness took a back seat. In my mind, this was a moment which probably wouldn’t come again in my life and I knew that I would regret not making the most of it if I sat back as a wallflower at that moment.

As I raised my hand to express my desire to pose a question to the actor, the microphone was given to a male a few rows ahead who, it seemed, was going to get the chance to ask the first question. Just as this audience member began to speak, Mr Bachchan’s voice was heard saying “No, let’s have the ladies first”. I could feel him looking my way and I knew I would remember this moment forever. As the audience laughed, a question was asked by a lady seated behind me. Following her chance to be in the limelight, the microphone was passed to a gentleman a couple of seats away from me. Before he could speak, one of the organisers reiterated that Mr Bachchan has requested that the ladies go first. And there it was… my moment to speak to the man himself.

I felt something magical in that moment. My heart wasn’t aflutter and my thoughts were very much composed. I posed my question and Mr Bachchan gave his answer… I thought it had all gone well. This was until I tried to recall what exactly was Mr Bachchan’s answer to me. To this day, I cannot remember much of the answer. Call it being caught up in the moment or simply being knocked for six at having Mr Bachchan looking straight at me and responding to my question… it’s a moment I will never forget even though what was said was hard to remember! 🙂

Yes, perhaps my personal description of the “moment” might be fan-like and maybe it’s not something one should readily admit in my field. However, at the particular moment in time, I thanked my lucky stars that I was able to speak directly to someone that most people only dream of meeting once in their life. Feeling blessed is, most definitely, an understatement.

Do check out my report of the event:

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