Special appearance of Saif’s son Ibrahim in the film!
For all those who haven’t seen the film, here’s all you would want to know about the scene! Ibrahim essays the role of a young Saif in the film! Saif in conversation with Akshay narrates about his favourite childhood activity and that is when Ibrahim is seen putting his hand in a water jar! He also says ‘bull shit’ when being punished!
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Ibrahim has completely taken after his father and given their uncanny resemblance he fits the bill of playing a baby Saif!
Ibrahim appears twice in the film. You can also catch a glimpse of Ibrahim sporting spiked hair just like his dad at the climax of the film!
Saif’s cutie pie definitely evokes ‘aww’ if Bebo evokes ‘wow’ in Tashan!
When his teenage daughter informed him about her acting aspirations, Govinda says he was far from disappointed. "I recently walked the ramp with Nammo at Vikram Phadnis's fashion show.
It was a special moment for me, especially after what Nammo went through in that car accident last year.
She has suffered a lot but her fighting spirit and confidence helped her get back on her feet.
I feel very proud that she listens to me and has transformed into an extremely confident girl. She was very different earlier," says the actor.
He stresses that Narmada's acting ambitions are a recent development, and that she'd never expressed a desire to act earlier. "However, I want both my children (he also has a 12-year-old son Yashvardhan) to be happy in whatever they choose to become.
Nammo has now joined Kishore Namit Kapoor's acting school to develop her skills. When she told me about her decision to join films, I told her to give it her best shot.My family has gone through so much that I just want them to be happy. Even Sunita (his wife) is very happy."
Even though his pride in his daughter is palpable, Govinda is not sure about launching his daughter in his home banner."Let her first brush up on acting. She has a lot to learn. It's immaterial who launches her. She's a part of the film industry and has grown up here, so whoever launches her will be like family.Everyone in the industry is like her uncle, friend, aunt or sister. Nammo is the industry's child.
I am not sure if I will produce a film again after Sukh.Now that I have come back as an actor with Bhagam Bhag and Salaam-E-Ishq, my career has been resurrected. If I turn producer, it might affect my acting career and send out the wrongs signals," he says cautiously.
Govinda Talks about Narmada
Govinda's daughter Narmada is all set to jump onto the Bollywood bandwagon. Says proud papa, Govinda, "She is very keen to become an actress, and my wife and I have no intentions of standing in the way of her dreams and aspirations."
Here's one star pop who doesn't want to spoonfeed his kid to make a mark in filmdom. Although Govinda who has already given a nod to his daughter to make a career in acting, he has a pre-condition. Says Govinda, "She'll have to learn the ropes of cinema from behind the camera. I want her to assist some big directors before facing the camera. She's very close to the Roshans, so Narmada will be assisting Rakesh Roshanji."
Not Govinda's buddy David Dhawan? "I'd love her to assist David. But I don't think Narmada wants to do my kind of acting. I'd like her to be known as a serious actress. Though comedy is very tough, she'll have to deal with that later."
Govinda adds, "When I came into movies I had no guidance. Narmada has me to hold her hand. She's blessed."
So is Hrithik a strict dad? "Only as far as Hrehaan's diet is concerned. As a child, I ate the wrong kind of food. In my later years, I really had to clean myself up. It was really tough, and I don't want Hrehaan to go through it. So, I'm conditioning him to do the right thing from the start."
Chocolaty indulgence apart, Hrehaan's second birthday was big fun for the birthday boy and his father. "We had a nice little party in one of the clubs in Juhu. Sussanne organized everything to the last detail. All of Hrehaan's friends were there. We did the usual fun things, like a magic show and an air castle for them to jump around, there was a mini-train and lots and lots of balloons. But Hrehaan was most excited about the chocolate cake." Can't blame the little fellow.
Hrehaan has something else to look forward to. He has a little sister/brother coming up in the first week of May. Says Hrithik, "I'm really looking forward it. Fatherhood will be equally beautiful the second time around. It cannot be any other way."
I've been putting this off for a while now, because I knew it was going to be a difficult discussion, but we can't go on like this. Something's got to change, and I'm just trying to make that happen, okay? I'm not trying to start a fight here, so don't jump all over me when I start being real. Okay? Try not to. Okay, My Balls?
Look, My Balls: I don't know where to begin. I think you know I love you. I try to show you that in little ways every day. Maybe some days I do better than others, but in general I think you'd have to agree that I'm neither abusing you, nor taking you for granted in any way. I . . . what? No, they're not. No, My Balls, it's called pants that fit! That's all!
This is exactly what I didn't want to have happen here. Can we take a moment? Just calm down? I'm not sure we're going to get much of anywhere unless we can talk about this like well-rounded adults. I'm not accusing you, no. No, you're pefectly round! If you take everything as an attack, then I can't say anything!
I'm sorry. I won't shout. I know. I was loud. I'll stop.
Okay. I acknowledge that some of this is my fault, and I am truly sorry for any harm I may have caused you. I'm inclined to believe that the problem lies in our communication. You were communicating in what you thought was a very clear manner--and I'm sure it was, I just need to listen better--that you were unhappy with something I was doing. Or, had done. Now, it's not really fair, My Balls, to only tell me hours or days after the fact that you disagree with something I'm doing. I'M NOT BLAMING YOU. I'm not. I'm just . . . offering some constructive criticism. I will try to listen better, and all. Please try to address your concerns to me in a timely manner. Thank you.
Now, as to where we stand now. No, now, listen: Everything is not fine. Well, I'm glad to hear you aren't having any particular problems, but you might consider the idea that my problems are in fact your problems. Hm? I mean, without me, you're just you. I mean, you'll have each other, but then what? You dig? Okay. So. Now. I'd like to be able to sit with you for a while.
No, not like this. I mean: yes, "like this," but for longer, and while I'm doing other things besides giving you my undivided attention. I like attention too, but you can't have it all the time. No, you can't. Ow! That isn't helping things, My Balls! Grow up! That's better. Ow! Knock it off! My job is at a desk, and there's nothing I can do about all the sitting! Oh, don't you eye-ball My Posture. How are you doing that, anyway? Never mind. My Posture and I are working on things, and he is doing much, much better lately! I wish I could say the same for some!
What's that? Ug. My Balls, I have to work out. I have to. It's part of my career, my health and just my general mood. I am trying very hard not to repeat the ugly incident we had, what, a year-and-a-half ago now? You have to help me out, guy(s). You have to hold the fort, as it were, a little better. I can accept that I used to do crunches too fast, and I'm being all Pilates-like now, so there you go. Now, let's just try to hold it together when I do things like pull-ups and push-ups, okay? I know these engage My Abdominal Wall, but come on. We all have to work together here. And before you say anything about it, yes, I'm having separate conversations with My Quads and My Gluteal Muscles. Don't try to divert the subject.
Oh. Yes, well . . .. My Pelvic Floor? You're right. Yes, you're right. I haven't had that talk yet. I mean to, I just haven't . . .. Listen, I didn't even know I had a "pelvic floor" most of my life. I'm a little shy about approaching it. Well, it's intimidating. I mean, it's the center of everything. Everything. My Gravity, My Musculature, the base of My Spine . . . My Pelvic Floor is really important, and I get really . . . tense . . . when dealing with it. Which doesn't help.
And so, yes, you've made your point. It is my fault. No, I'm not just saying it to placate you. It is hard for me to accept, but all of this started with my own sort of approaches to my physicality, and overcoming adversity. Hey: I'm trying to tell you something earnest here -- there is no call for the "Dr. Phil" insinuations. Apology accepted. Now as I was saying, it's precisely because I attack my challenges that I've gotten hurt. Attacking may be well and good and all as a youthful approach to challenges, be they career-oriented or physically-oriented, but as I grow older it would serve me well to work on approaching challenges from a more intelligent, constructive and controlled perspective. A high energy that's also calm and centered is called for. Thank you, My Balls. You've really helped me see things in a different way.
Hm? Oh all right. Yes. You can have a kilt. But I'm only wearing it on the weekends.
But the actual subject of this post is actually to point up something I've noticed thanks to the new book I'm reading: The Man on the Clock, by Tom Dardis. It is, so far, not a great book, but it was the only remotely portable biography of silent-film actor Harold Lloyd I could find. Lloyd was a great comedian, and was the basis of my base character in Silent Lives. Not nearly as many people know him as do Chaplin and Keaton. I wanted to learn more about him because I dig these guys as pioneers of art, entertainment and media, and because I'm lagging a bit in the idea department in completing my clown silent film outline (see 3/27/08). As I read, I discover (assuming Mr. Dardis' writing is to be believed) that I have far more in common with Lloyd than I was aware of. He seems to have been a very careful sort who loathed making mistakes, and something of a frustrated actor in the beginning, trying to find his own way. I've also noticed a remarkable potential connection between two things I love.
Harold Lloyd apparently had some difficulty early in his film career in establishing a memorable, unique character upon whom the production companies could bank. He was just a few career footfalls behind Chaplin, and only one or two behind Keaton, but it could be argued that he was a lot more behind in experience to the two. He grew up on stage, but as a regular actor who took what roles he was given, rather than the kind of innovative vaudevillians Charlie and Buster had to be. In an unfortunate turn, he even made a character called Lonesome Luke that was so derivative of The Tramp that it's a little difficult to believe as an honest mistake. (Then again, it's a pretty human tendency to "borrow" -- sometimes without even realizing it -- from those around you when starting something new.) At any rate, audiences liked Lloyd because he was daring, easy on the eyes and a good actor, but they didn't really identify with him until he figured our his glasses character, or Glass Man.
The glasses were pivotal in Lloyd's effectiveness as a character. The Glass Man worked because of the expectations implied by his appearence with the glasses. They made him accessible and identifiable, sure, but in a very specific way. The films Lloyd made after 1918 and his discovery of the Glass Man began to evolve his stock progression. A goof, a klutz, and hopeless boy gets in over his head in adventures that have him thrown this way and that, until just at the end, seemingly miraculously, he overcomes every adversity, usually through some incredible act of bravery, strength and cleverness. It must have been as though one were going to a Buster Keaton movie that switched at its climax to a Douglas Fairbanks. As he established his character, Lloyd even bested Chaplin (in my humble opinion) at incorporating pathos and empathy. A conglomeration, to be sure, but a very effective one that may have been responsible for moving movies toward still more sophisticated forms.
Nevermind whether or not that was a good idea.
Siegel and Shuster began a long process of creating the Superman(TM) we all know today in 1932. He went through a lot of revisions over the six years before they sold him to Action Comics (the initial comic they wrote featured The Super-Man as a psychic bad guy), at which point his appearence and general origins are at least similar to what we know today. It's just possible that they were sunconsciously influenced by Lloyd films. Many of the names they used in their creation were references to movies, and though they've never mentioned him by name, they have included silent films amongst their influences. Shuster: "But the movies were the greatest influence on our imagination: especially the films of Douglas Fairbanks Senior."
Harold Lloyd was tall, brunette, athletic and charismatic, but it was all belied by those glasses, and his own relatively reserved persona in real life. Superman certainly was a zeitgeist comprised of too many elements of society and culture predating him to point to any one as a significant source. It is precisely because of this conglomerative nature that I'm inclined to believe that Harold Lloyd's character had some influence on the creation of at least Clark Kent, if not Superman himself. And hey: Even if I'm wrong, it's clear that American audiences love a good underdog scenario.
Which gives me hope.
"I would like to beg you, dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer."
Surprising as it may sound, few people knew what Hrithik and Sussanne Roshan’s bundle of joy Hrehaan looks like. Since his birth on March 28, 2006, he has been hidden from the public gaze.
But we finally got a glimpse of Hrithik Jr! The tot was clicked playing with his dad during the shoot of Hrithik’s item number, Break Free, for Krazzy 4.
A lot like Zayed
Those who have watched Hrehaan grow compare the moppet to his maternal uncle, actor Zayed Khan. “He has Hrithik’s eyes and Sussanne’s complexion. Also, everyone is drawing parallels between him and the way Zayed looked when he was small.
There’s a hint of Zayed’s naughty flair in Hrehaan,” notes a source known to the family.
The source adds, “Hrehaan had a whale of a time on the sets of the film. Even though he’s just two years old, he reacts to everything said to him. He also has a sense of music and rhythm. Everyone feels like it’s in his genes since Hrithik is such a terrific dancer.”
Hrehaan’s visit to the set was an impromptu one, and everyone was thrilled to bits to get a glimpse of the kid. “Not everyone knew that he was Hrehaan Roshan, though,” adds the source. Hrehaan will have soon have company Sussanne is due in May.
When Aryan motivated SRK
Shah Rukh Khan had brought along son Aryan while shooting for the Dard E Disco track in Om Shanti Om last year. While SRK was showing his newly-developed six-pack abs, we saw Aryan flaunting his cutely, too. According to SRK, Aryan motivated him to build a six-pack abs.
On Adhyayan Joining Films
In know Adhyayan wanted to be an actor ever since he was a kid. So we sent him to London to pursue Theater and media studies. After that he also did a course in Film direction at the New York film academy. It is important for him to debut in a good film. He got a good break in Kumar Mangat’s Hale Dil. He has also signed 2 films with Mohit Suri. He got his offers at 19, even before I could plan a launch for him. I am sure that in future I will direct him in my own film. Money should be secondary at the start of one’s career. He is lucky in that sense. When I started off I was in need of money, but Adhyayan can say no to a lot of projects without thinking about money
What’s your son saying about your six-pack?
Adhyayan keeps saying, ‘Watch out dad, I’m catching up’. He says that he is tired of people telling him that his dad looks like his brother.
He will soon be venturing into the acting world?
He is 19 and I think, he has all the trappings of a great actor. Adhyayan is debuting with Kumar Mangat’s Hal E Dil opposite Mangat’s daughter Amita. He has Raaz 2 by Mohit Suri and another Rs 20 to Rs 30 crore venture to be directed by Suri.
Will you be recommending him?
He doesn’t need any recommendations. Maybe, he will recommend me.
‘I’m taken seriously despite my age’ - Adhyayan Suman
Adhyayan Suman remembers dead brother Aayush
Shekhar Suman's son, Adhyayan - Plays the lead in Raaz 2
By Bollywood Hungama News Network, April 7, 2008
There's a new development in Mahesh Bhatt's Raaz 2, that's being directed by Mohit Suri. We are talking about Adhyayan Suman, the sweet-spoken son of Shekhar Suman. He has been now roped in to play the role of a live-in lover of Kangana Ranaut.
Speaking exclusively to Bollywood Hungama, Adhyayan said, "Yes, I have been signed for Raaz 2. I am playing a guy from the media world (a documentary film maker) who is Kangana's love interest in the film. We have a live-in relationship with each other in this film. What happens is that me being a practical guy from the media world, I am an atheist and I do not believe in spirits and ghosts. And there's something that happens to Kangana who gets infested by the ghosts et al. Since I am connected to the media world, my job comes in jeopardy as there start talks about me not believing in ghosts etc and here is my
Since childhood, I wanted to become an actor. So I prepared myself well before venturing out and signing films. Acting is my passion and I want to do it for ever. And yes, I want to direct films once I turn 30. Until then I want to act.
Friend Chris once suggested to me that wherever I go, I should talk to people about what they do. Post office, elevator, subway, etc., every day we come in contact with professionals, and most of them are pretty eager to talk about something they can be an authority on. Get in the habit of talking with them, and you both benefit -- a report is established, greasing the wheels for any other transaction, and you may learn something to boot. I try to remember to do this. It often backfires. I don't have the most unimpregnable ego in the world, and when I get a negative response from someone I don't know, I'm more inclined to let the talk drop than pursue it. The thing I have to keep reminding myself is that a negative response is often a stock response, and can be wispy-thin. Get past it, and there's every possibility that you'll find something interesting or moving on the other side.
I also find that everyone -- everyone -- is sending out invitations, all the time. There's so much information coming off of people that it's amazing. Even without eye contact with someone, you can start to form an impression of what they most want in terms of communication, be it sympathy, enthusiasm, agreement or something wholly unique. (And with eye contact: forget about it.) The tricky part for me has always been balancing what others want with what I want. When I was younger I had this problem a great deal more often, but it still happens to me now and again. Now its not so much that I blindly subserve to everyone (is SO an expression). When I was younger, I would often get into this conversation with my friends:
"Whatcha doin', Jeff?"
"Building a canal out of a single cinder block."
"Oh. How's it going."
"Well, it's okay. It's kind of hard, though. And slow going. And I'm not sure what purpose it will serve. And I was supposed to go play Dungeons&Dragons(TM) with some other pubescents today, but I guess I can't now."
"Oh. And why are you doing that?"
"Because someone I only just now met wanted it done."
Now it's more a matter of not quite getting across (to myself as much as anyone else) just how important the really important things are to me. So I do a lot less painful self-sacrificing, but every now and again I'll get to a point in something at which I'll suddenly explode. "Why am I not getting what I want?! Why are your wants automatically more important than mine?! Why are you doing this to me?! Oh! I never told you what I want?! I ... I didn't, did I? Oh, ah ... whoops. My bad. Sorry for spitting on you just then. Um. I can't do anything for you, can I? Build you a canal, perhaps?"
It's taken me a long time to learn, and it's a continuous "practice" for me ("practice," in this usage, as in the yoga sense, in which "practice" is a nice way of saying "something I can't do at all yet, but just keep trying, anyway") to remember, that everyone's a little bit psycho, in their own way. We all occupy worlds inside our individual heads that have nothing to do with the rest of the world, try as we might to deny it. And it's scary, the possibility of tripping upon someone's inner world. It may be less a fantastical trip to Oz, and more a nightmare ride down the rabbit hole. There's just no knowing.
The thing is: The more you risk that, the more you're living and learning. Be it Oz or somewhere really weird, at least you're going somewhere. No one wants to go nowhere; not if they really pause to consider what that would mean. Having the courage to really talk and really listen is supposed to be what actors are all about. Lord knows, I'm not the best at it. A few months ago I was sitting around with a cast at NYU, waiting in their luxurious lobby on the seventh floor for our director to show up. Two of my fellow cast members struck up a conversation. It started out a little irritating -- "Who do you know?" "You don't know him? How can you not know him?" -- but they eventually got to matters un-network-y, and began talking about the city. One of them, a rather young woman, said, "I don't understand how people can just walk around all day, plugged in to their earphones. That's just stupid. They're missing so much." I discreetly attempted to shove my iPod deeper into my coat pocket. "I know. Why would you live here, and shut all of it out?" So I'm trying to engage more with my fellow man. It's good practice.
But dang it, on the subway I'm keeping my earphones on. It's not that I prefer The Mars Volta to my fellow man, but . . . well yeah. It kind of is. Practice, practice, practice!
I’ve spent my entire childhood being raised in Queens, New York. Unfortunately, when I was little, my mother got very ill. But she was a strong woman and even though she was so sick, she still took care of me very well. I often wonder why God had to take my mother away from me, as it is pretty hard growing up without a mother. My mother used to call me her ‘baby doll’, and in a picture album that we have, she wrote me a message saying how much she loves me and that I mean the entire world to her. I will treasure that forever, and will always miss her presence in my life. But I’ve grown up fine, as I have an awesome family behind me.
My grandparents, my mom’s parents, are amazing. They always tell me that they see my mother through me and I feel so proud to hear that. My aunts, Abha and Enna, have fulfilled my every whim and given me immense love. They have helped me through so much in my life. Without them, I have no idea what I would be doing. My aunt Enna lives with me and out of everyone from my mother’s side, I’m the closest to her. She is my support system. She is strict when she needs to be but is also very protective about me. Enna has sacrificed a lot for me and I’m very thankful to her. She and my dad have spoilt me to death.
I am very proud to be a part of the Dutt legacy. My dadaji (the late Sunil Dutt) was a fabulous person and absolutely doted on me. And every time he would come to New York, the first phone call he would make would be to me. He would take me to the most lavish restaurants in town. His death was a huge shock to the entire family, especially me. I felt as if a part of me had died. I thank God that I was able to be so close to him. I wish I could have met my grandmother (Nargis), who was absolutely gorgeous and had such a beautiful smile. I love her movies and watch them all the time. At times, when I am in a philosophical mood, I just tell myself that my dadaji, dadi and mother have gone for a long vacation and it’s just a matter of time until we meet again.
My other aunts (Priya and Namrata) are also great fun to be with and I am very close to my two cousins, Saachi and Siya (Namrata and Kumar Gaurav’s daughters). They are not even my cousins – they are my sisters! You won’t believe the amount we laugh when we are together. In India, I’m very close to Ranbir and Riddhima Kapoor (Rishi Kapoor’s children) because Ranbir studied here in the US and my aunt Enna was his guardian. Out here, my classmate Farah is one of my closest friends.
My mother wanted me to attend a private school because she felt they offered better education. But, believe me, I do not recommend private schooling to anybody. I went through hell with the teachers and other students. Honestly, I never knew children could be so mean. And private school teachers were not really kind towards small children. When I felt I couldn’t handle it any longer, I told my mom and grandparents about it. They immediately switched me to a public school. Coming out of the restricted private school atmosphere was absolute freedom. My confidence went up several notches and I ended up being very popular in high school. When I graduated in June 2006, I realized that I would really miss those days.
Life in the US…
I feel I can be myself here in the US — I do not have to worry about anyone recognizing me and reporting back to others exactly in detail about who I am, what I am wearing, whether I am nice or stuck up etc. I can go to college, work hard, and still relax. Being brought up in the US is pretty cool. You’re not judged harshly and I guess I like that. Of course, I have restrictions — I’m only allowed to go out once a week with friends when college starts. I also have a 11 p.m. deadline, and sometimes if I ask nicely and if I’ve been good, then my
folks stretch it a bit by half-an-hour. But I’m still trying to negotiate with my family. I do kid at times and tell them that for every year that I get older, my curfew time should get bumped up by an hour. I have not got my answer from them yet, though I’m still trying! But jokes apart, today, thanks to my upbringing, I don’t hesitate in speaking my mind and telling people exactly what I feel, good or bad.
Choosing a career in law…
I decided to get a degree in law from the John Jay College of Criminal Justice in New York City. I want to arm myself with a degree in law, both for dad and myself. Dad is very proud that I am studying for a law degree. He had told me once that education is very important for an individual and I should always make sure that I complete whatever I start. And that is exactly what I’m going to do.
Honestly, if I get a chance, in a heartbeat, I would fight as a lawyer for my father. My mouth would not stop rattling until my point had been heard, and until I get what I want. I would continue fighting until I hear the answer my ears want to hear. You can say I’m a fighter as well, who is not scared to say what is right. If I feel something can be done, I will not sleep until it is done. And if I know in my heart that nothing can be done, then at least there is the satisfaction that I tried and did the best I could to give justice to my father!
I did not get a chance to be close to my dad during my childhood for various factors, ranging from my mother’s illness to my father’s court case… And I remember how much I used to crave for dad then! My earliest memories of him are very vivid. I remember once when dad came to New York, we (my grandparents, dad and aunt) all went out for dinner. After dinner, dad had to leave because he had a flight to catch. I remember crying and telling him not to leave me. He said something I’ll never forget: ‘Whenever you miss me and feel sad, I want you to close your eyes, and I’ll be right there.’ Even today when I think about it, I get very emotional.
Dad has been through hell and back, for so many years. When he went to jail the first time, I was so young that I did not know what was going on until much later. Over the years, I’ve realized what he has gone through and how much he has suffered. His jail sentence has hurt me tremendously and I’m completely drained emotionally and physically. I can just imagine how bad it must be for dad. But dad is a fighter, and whatever happens, he will always come out a winner. Today, I’ve realized how brave he really is. If I were him, I would have gone crazy with whatever has happened. But he has stood tall and strong. Honestly, not only is he my father, he is my hero.
Accepting Dad’s relationships…
Recently, I was asked questions about my dad’s personal life. I had answered that I wanted to be the only woman in my father’s life. By this, I did NOT mean it in a way as if I were very possessive of him! He is my father but he has the right to do whatever he
wants. I can say what I feel but at the end of the day, it is his decision to be with whomsoever he wants, which is how it should be!
But I know my opinion means a lot to him and I am sure that no one will ever come between us. Since I have not spent much time with him during my childhood, I do not want anyone coming between ‘our time together’ now. I want to be able to make up for those lost years. All I’d like to say is that my relationship with dad is perfect.
An acting career...
My dad has never said ‘no’ to me for Bollywood. Yes, I know he would not approve. But he does have a soft spot for me, so I think it will be okay later on. But before I do anything, I will complete my degree in law. Maybe in about three years or so, after I complete my degree, I may come down to Mumbai and join films. My options are open.
I really can’t pinpoint what kind of role I’d like to do, but I think I would like to do some challenging roles that show off my acting prowess. I would love to do a father-daughter film with my dad. I think the emotions that would come out of that would be strong, especially since he and I already have such a strong emotional bond. I did get a few Hollywood offers but I had to turn them down because of my college. My studying schedule is very tough and I did not want to be left behind in any of my classes. Nevertheless, as an actor, I would not want to start off the way my father started off — absolutely raw. Simply because nowadays, you need to have some basic knowledge of acting as that makes you much smarter and more prepared for the role. I have dabbled in short term acting courses, like the one I used to go to at the Lee Strasberg Theater and Film Institute in New York every summer. But this summer, I gave it a miss, as I was too tense about my father’s case.
Dad, the actor…
My dad is a fantastic actor. When I was a child, I did not know how big a celebrity my father was! Now I know how superb an actor my dad is and have watched so many of his films. My favourite film of his is ‘Vaastav’ because his role in it is so unique and the ending, so emotional and strong. Every time I see it, I just go weak. ‘Munnabhai MBBS’
and ‘Lage Raho Munnabhai’ too are amazing and I have watched them so many times — I do not think I have ever laughed so hard watching any film! I am so proud that Sanjay Dutt is my father. In fact, just calling him ‘dad’ puts a smile on my face.
Hope for the future…
My father deserves to be a free man. He has suffered enough! He has changed so much in these past years. I’ve lost my mother and now, keep dreading that my dad will be taken away from me. But I’m going to be brave, like he told me to be. And I know everything will be all right! My father deserves his freedom and honestly, today, all I want to say is that I just want to see him happy, healthy and free… That is all I wish for!
All I’d like to tell dad is: Dad, I’m always with you and I love you. You’re such a brave person and I hope one day, I can be just as brave as you are. I have faith in God and I know everything will turn out well. Not a day goes by when I do not miss you. I really love you and have full faith that you’ll emerge a winner!
Source: Savvy magazine