20 Year's Ago: Remembering "Dil Chahta Hai".

Many things connect me to the story and characters of Dil Chahta Hai. The movie reflects my wanderlust, relationship with my friends,  love for Goa and makes me nostalgic about more youthful days of my life.

The release of the movie in 2001 coincided with me becoming independent by getting full-time employment with Aaj Tak two years earlier. I was 23 years old and had just completed my post-graduation like the three characters of the movie. I remember viewing the movie for the first time at Eros Cinema in South Mumbai's Churchgate with my college friends. We came out of the cinema hall comparing ourselves with the characters, discussing who could be who amongst us. I found within myself elements of all the three prime characters. Back then, I was as fun-loving like Akash, idiosyncratic like Sameer & sentimental like Sid.

In the following years, I undertook many journeys to Goa and beyond which mirrored the fun and bonding that three friends in the movie had. Such tours continued till the time me and my friends relinquished our bachelorhood & became "family men". Goa had been a holiday destination for youngsters since decades but DCH reinforced its appeal. Even now, whenever I visit Goa, I never miss to spend sometime at the Vagator beach which is overlooked by Chapora Fort where Preeti Zinta says at the end of the movie - "Hum Har saal Goa ayenge".

I have seen this movie umpteen number of times & everytime I watch it, I am taken back to those good old days where life was all about work, fun and friendship. The movie persists to be my all time favourite and for me no party is complete if the dance number " Koi Kahe Kehta Rahe Kitna bhi Humko Deewana..." penned by Javed Akhtar is not played.

शम्स जैसा कोई नही! कहानी एक सहकर्मी, प्रतिद्वंद्वी और दोस्त की।

इंसान जिंदगी में जब बेहद कामियाब हो जाता है, कोई मुकाम हासिल कर लेता है तो अक्सर जाने-अनजाने उसमें अहंकार आ जाता है। वक्त के साथ उनका व्यवहार बदल जाता है। ये सामान्य मानवीय वृत्ति है लेकिन ऐसे लोग विरले होते हैं जो सफलता को अपने भेजे पर हावी नहीं होने देते, लोगों के साथ उनके रिश्तों और व्यवहार में कोई परिवर्तन नहीं आता। कई लोग योग करके अपने आपको संयमित रखने में सफल होते हैं, सफलता पचा पाते हैं, जीवन के उतार-चढाव को साक्षी भाव से देखते हैं। मुझे पता नहीं शम्स ताहिर खान कोई योगा वगैरह करते हैं या नहीं लेकिन इतना जरूर जानता हूं उनका शुमार ऐसे लोगों में है जो बडी ऊंचाईयों को छूने के बाद भी जमीन से जुडे हुए हैं। भारत का शायद ही कोई ऐसा हिंदी टीवी का दर्शक होगा जो शम्स ताहिर खान को न जानता हो। उनके बारे में आज इसलिये लिख रहा हूं क्योंकि हाल ही अपने एक वीडियो में उन्होने मेरे और मेरी किताब के बारे में कुछ बातें कहीं। मुझे लगता है मेरी किताब एक बहाना था जिसके जरिये उन्होने मेरे प्रति अपनी आत्मीयता लोगों के सामने रखी। मैं चाहता हूं कि वे भी एक किताब लिखें, लेकिन उनपर कुछ बोलने के लिये मैं उनकी किताब प्रकाशित होने का इंतजार नहीं करूंगा। मेरे लिये भी ये एक मौका है कि उनकी जिंदगी की एक तस्वीर अपने दोस्तों के सामने रखूं। 

 

मैने और शम्स ताहिर खान ने टीवी पत्रकारिता लगभग साथ ही में शुरू की थी। मैंने 1999 में आज तक की नौकरी शुरू की थी और उन्होने साल 2000 में। आज तक से जुडने के पहले शम्स कई साल जनसत्ता अखबार में क्राईम रिपोर्टिंग कर चुके थे। शम्स के पहले दिल्ली में आज तक के लिये संगीता तिवारी क्राईम रिपोर्टिंग करतीं थीं। उन दिनों किसी ब्यूरो क्रांफ्रेंस में मेरी उनसे पहली मुलाकात हुई थी और हम जल्द ही दोस्त बन गये। आगे चलकर हम प्रतिद्वंवी भी बने लेकिन उससे दोस्ती पर कोई आंच नहीं आई।जनवरी 2003 में मैने आज तक छोड दिया और स्टार न्यूज से जुड गया। स्टार न्यूज पर साप्ताहिक क्राईम शो आता था “रेड अलर्ट” जिसकी मैं एंकरिंग करता था। उसी दौरान शम्स का भी क्राईम शो “जुर्म” आज तक पर आता था। बाकी तमाम टीवी शो की तरह इन दोनो क्राईम शो की टीआरपी को लेकर भी होड लगी रहती थी। दर्शकों को जोडे रखने के लिये दोनो क्राईम शो अपराध की एक से एक कहानी ढूंढकर लाते थे। कई बार दोनो ही चैनलों पर एक ही कहानी दिख जाती। शम्स की एंकरिंग की स्टाईल मेरी स्टाईल से बिलकुल अलग थी। एक ओर जहां उनकी आवाज में ठहराव था और चेहरे पर बोले जा रहे शब्दों के अनुरूप भाव होते थे तो वहीं मेरी बोलने की शैली थोडी तेज थी, loud थी। मैं फील्ड पर रिपोर्टिंग करते वक्त जैसे कैमरे के सामने पेश आता था वैसा ही एंकरिंग करते वक्त भी करता, जबकि रिपोर्टिंग करने और एंकरिंग करने में फर्क है। नोएडा के BAG Films के स्टूडियो में रेड अलर्ट के एंकर शूट के वक्त प्रोड्यूसर अजीत अंजुम अक्सर खुद मौजूद रहते और मुझसे वॉईस मॉड्यूलेशन करवाने और चेहरे पर एंकरिंग करते वक्त उचित भावों के लिये उन्हें अक्सर संघर्ष करना पडता। “जीतेंद्र ये पीटीसी नहीं एंकरिंग है” – अक्सर वे चिडचिडाकर याद दिलाते।

 

शम्स ने जल्द ही देश के सबसे तेजतर्रार क्राईम रिपोर्टर के तौर पर अपने आप को स्थापित कर लिया। उन दिनों मुंबई से क्राईम की खबरों के लिये सबसे ज्यादा मैं, उमेश कुमावत, संजय सिंह और मंदार परब राष्ट्रीय चैनलों पर दिखाई देते थे और दिल्ली से एक ही नाम याद आता है शम्स ताहिर खान का। मुझे आज भी याद है प्रमोद महाजन के पीए विवेक मोईत्रा की दिल्ली में मौत और ओवरडोज की वजह से राहुल महाजन के बीमार पडने वाले कांड में शम्स ने सभी चैनलों को काफी पीछे छोड दिया था। उस कवरेज से जुडी हर बडी जानकारी शम्स के पास सबसे पहले थी और केस से जुडा हर बडा शख्स शम्स के चैनल पर सबसे पहले लाईव था। राहुल महाजन के दोस्त साहिल जारू को खोजने के लिये जब सारे चैनल जमीन आसमान एक किये हुए थे तब शम्स ने अचानक उसे अपने चैनल के स्टूडियो में प्रकट कर दिया। इस जैसे कई कवरेज रहे हैं जहां शम्स ने अपने आप को सर्वश्रेष्ठ साबित किया।

 

शम्स मुंबई अंडरवर्लड की भी अच्छी खासी जानकारी रखते हैं और बडी खबरों पर मुंबई आकर रिपोर्टिंग कर चुके हैं। मुंबई के पुलिस अधिकारियों के बीच भी उनके सूत्र मौजूद हैं। अंडरवर्लड के बनते-बिगडते समीकरणों और मुंबई पुलिस महकमें में चल रही अंदरूनी खींचतान पर उनकी नजर रही है। मुंबई के अपराध जगत पर उनका ज्ञान कितना गहरा है ये “क्राईम तक” में उनके तमाम वीडियो के जरिये पता चलता है। उनकी किस्सागोई की शैली जबरदस्त है। कोई एक बार सुनना शुरू करता है तो आखिर तक ध्यान लगाकर सुनता है। हर वीडियो पर चंद मिनटों में लाखों की दर्शक संख्या का हो जाना उनकी लोकप्रियता का सबूत है।

 

चूंकि शम्स दिल्ली में रहते हैं और मैं मुंबई में इसलिये हमारी सालों तक मुलाकात नहीं हो पाती। अगर एक दूसरे के शहर में गये भी तो काम की व्यस्तता के चलते मिल नहीं पाते। लेकिन जब भी मुलाकात होती है उसी पुरानी गर्मजोशी से होती है। तीज-त्यौहार के बहाने बीच में एक दूसरे हाल हवाल भी ले लेते हैं।शम्स से सालों बाद मुलाकात पिछली साल अगस्त में जब सुशांत सिंह राजपूत की मौत का कवरेज चल रहा था। मेरी किताब Bombay 3 को हाल ही में उन्होने अपनी किस्सागोई के वीडियो में जगह दी और ये उनके इसी वीडियो का नतीजा है कि किताब की जानकारी देश के उन लाखों लोगों तक पहुंची जो Crime Fiction या Thrillers पढने में दिलचस्पी रखते हैं।

Covid -19: Musings from the hospital bed.

I am on the tenth floor of Global Hospital's building which has been reserved only for Covid-19 patients. Adjacent to my bed is a big window from where I get a top angle view of areas in central Mumbai like Parel, Lalbaug, Sewri, Byculla etc. Just outside the window stands red tall building of ITC Grand Central Hotel. Beside it is a cluster of residential skyscrapers. A retired IPS friend known for breaking the backbone of Mumbai underworld resides in one of these buildings. The premises has a big lawn and an open theatre in it where people can be seen walking or walking their dogs. At a distance, remenants of old mills are visible which reminds that the area was once part of mill district of Mumbai. Looking towards left one finds numerous under-construction towers which are as high as 40 floors. Beyond them one gets a glimpse of Mumbai harbour located on the eastern seafront of the city. There is good amount of greenery also seen. The area has good number of trees and some of them have been made their home by parrots, maina, sparrow and other birds. Looking towards right of the window I find a distinct looking white coloured building of The College of Physicians & Surgeons of Mumbai which appears to be deserted.The weather is cloudy and today there is no sunlight. Thin fog has engulfed the skyline around the hospital. This is due to deep depression which has occured in Bay of Bengal. Weather bureau has warned heavy rains in Mumbai also as a consequence. Hospital is a boring place but a good view mitigates the boredom.

My hospitalisation was preceded by 8 days of fever and declining Oxygen levels. Although, first Covid-19 test came negative, a CT scan of chest bombed that 20 percent of my lungs were infected. I thought of getting medicated at home but heavy insistence by friend Umesh Kumawat and colleague Ganesh Thakur compelled me to get admitted. In the hindsight I feel it was a timely decision before things would have gone out of hand. It is for the first time in my life that I have been hospitalised. In 2005, I was taken to Jaslok Hospital for first aid when my motorcycle was hit by a speeding taxi near Mahalaxmi. 

My day begins at 6AM when I am woken up by a nurse who attaches an intravenous means (IV) to inject antibiotics in my body followed by a blood thinning injection in my stomach. An hour later another injection of insulin is administered due to my diabetic status. Throughout the day, I receive four injections in my body and two of them in my stomach. After breakfast a dose of different capsules and tablets is given, total nine of them. My blood sugar level, blood pressure and oxygen saturation levels are checked every few hours. This is my fifth day in hospital and I am feeling better than the first day when I came here. My throat has improved and there is no fever but weakness is still there.

Initially, I had a bit of anxiety. Considering my co- morbidity, I wasn't sure about my fate. Before hospitalisation I have come across cases of four people I know who have succumbed to Covid-19. They were either of my age or younger than me. Some had no co-morbidities. The thought of dying, getting wrapped in black polythene and directly being taken to electric crematorium with no relatives around revolved inside my mind for initial two to three days. But then I thought, when my mother who was very critical and had a bleak chance of survival has recovered and gone home then in her comparison I am in a much better state. Keeping positive state of mind is very necessary for a Covid patient to maintain his immunity. A dialogue from movie Sholay is apt here - "Jo darr gaya, vo mar gaya".

Thankfully, while coming to get hospitalised I quickly picked up a book from my home collection, "Our Moon Has Blood Clots" by Rahul Pandita. This book is helping me to keep the phone away  and most of the time is being spent in reading. Have finished it more than half today. But you can't avoid the phone. Since the time I have been hospitalised there has been a flurry of calls and messages from friends, relatives, well wishers and colleagues. Phone is the only means for the people concerned for me to get update on my health as no visitors are allowed in Corona ward. For initial three days, I just responded to very few calls since I was finding it difficult to speak but now I am taking calls and also reverting to those whom I missed. It was really heartening to know that the people whom I had lost touch and had not spoken since years also called up after knowing about my illness. Some had themselves had gone through it and offered good advice. There is a TV set attached in the front wall, but mostly I choose to keep it shut for good.

My appetite is returning. The day I was hospitalised, I could hardly eat a single roti but  now I eat two and some rice. Every two days my blood test is being done and now words like Blood Culture, CRP, CBC, SPO2, HBA1C, D-Diamer etc seem to be important for survival.

The staff of hospital is very professional and friendly and are taking good care of me. All of them look same and faceless due to PPE kits they are wearing. From their Hindi accents like "Aap teek hoyega" or "Jyada tension lene ka nai", I can make out that most of them are either Keralities or Maharashtrians. Hospital dietician comes every evening to check if food is okay. 

Once she asked - "Are you allergic to anything?"

"Yes. Hypocrisy!", I said being intoxicated by content of the book I was reading.

First she got nonplussed with my answer and then smiled in amusement, which I could only read through her eyes since rest of her face was covered with a mask.

Any amount of admiration is not enough for these health care workers. They risk their health in line of duty. I am told that some of them were themselves infected with Covid-19 earlier and were critically ill. Few hours ago I was visited by senior doctors and an executive from the hospital's management who expressed satisfaction over my recovery. When I asked them about my discharge they said that a call would be taken once my latest reports come. 

 Although, I was worried about mother who was discharged 3 days back after recovering from critical Covid infection, I myself don't feel bad for getting infected by it. Nothing is waste. The stay in hospital has given me time to read, write, think, introspect and reflect on my past and future. 

Balasaheb whom I knew...

Today is Balasaheb's death anniversary. As a journalist I have met & interacted with him on several occasions and have covered many events related to him and his party like Shiv Sena's defeat in 1999 Vidhansabha polls, Narayan Rane and Raj Thackeray quitting his party, introduction of Aditya Thackeray in politics by him in a rally at Shivaji Park and ultimately his demise in 2012.

Everybody in my family revered Indira Gandhi but after her assassination in 1984, my family noticed that her qualities were reflected in Balasaheb. Although, unlike Mrs.Gandhi, Thackeray was a regional leader but displayed same aggression and made impact on crowds through his oratory and style. Thackeray's Shiv Sena was formed to champion Marathi cause but by 1987, he gave it a colour of hardcore Hindutva organisation. This led to a connect of Shiv Sena even with non-Marathi speaking families like mine. Infact, one of my relatives became an office bearer of Shiv Sena's local unit in South Mumbai.

 To be honest, I was also in awe of Thackeray's personality during my student days which continued till initial days of my career as a journalist. This might be due to my family's influence and also Thackeray's skills to connect with the youth through his speeches and writings in Saamana. Once in 1995, when I was in class nine, I bunked my tuition class and went to Dadar on a local train without ticket to attend his election rally at Shivaji Park. I was overwhelmed with happiness by listening to him and seeing him in person.

 Two years later, I joined Hindi edition of Shiv Sena's mouthpiece Saamana as it's campus reporter and south Mumbai stringer. I was pursuing my B.A in Political Science from Wilson College then. Considering my association with Saamana, the Wilson College unit of Bhartiya Vidyarthi Sena which was then headed by Raj Thackeray offered me a post. However, I declined the offer thinking that it would affect my studies. Already, job with Hindi Saamna was consuming much of my time. This way, I missed an opportunity to enter politics and in the hindsight I believe it was for good.

 After Shiv Sena-BJP combine came to power in 1995, most of the people working in Saamna behaved like they too were part of the government. Some behaved very arrogantly and disrespectfully with senior cops and government officials. They had a notion -"Ab to apna hi raaj hai. Jo karna hai bindass karo". Few complaints reached Thackeray's ears and he gave a stern warning - "Balasaheb is just one. Everybody must not start thinking that he is Balasaheb".(Sab koi khud ko Balasaheb na samjhe)

Smitha Thackeray, estranged wife of Balasaheb Thackeray's son Jaidev had become very powerful those days. She held good clout in film industry. Once I was working for a story which was against somebody known to her. I called that person for his version, but instead he told me with confidence -"Why are you wasting your time?This story is not going to be published in Saamna". He was right. When I reached office with the story, Smitha Thackeray's phone had already come. Sanjay Nirupam, my then boss, reprimanded me softly. Story was never published.

During my stint in Saamana, I met him just once, when Shiv Sena organised an Uttar Bhartiya Mahasammelan in Andheri Sports Complex. The event was organised to connect with north Indians. Hindi Saamana's then executive editor Sanjay Nirupam was key person for the event and everybody working for Hindi Saamana including me was part of the organising team. During the speech Thackeray said to the north Indian crowd - "So what if you are called Bhaiyas? Even we Marathis are referred to as ____", he said.

My interactions with Balasaheb became more frequent when I quit Hindi Saamana and joined Aaj Tak as a TV reporter.  Knowing that I had worked with Saamna he said - "Anybody who has worked with Saamana is a Shiv Sainik. I will call you TV waala Shiv Sainik", he said smilingly. It is another story that me and my cameramen were about to be lynched by Shiv Sainiks in 2002 at Thane. 

In 1999 on the day when Vidhansabha election results were declared, I alongwith India Today's V.Shankkar Iyer interviewed him late evening. Shiv Sena-BJP combine had lost the elections and it was a big setback for Thackeray. But during the interview, he maintained a calm posture and answered even bitter questions gracefully. It was unusual for a person who was known to lose his cool even at a slightly irritating question by journalists. History tells that,  journalists were humiliated in his press conferences for asking "unpleasant" questions. Before going for the interview I was worried that he might be in a bad mood and would not answer tough questions. That turned out to be my overthinking.

In my several meetings with him, I noticed that Bal Thackeray was a very different person when he was on stage or on camera and when you met him personally. He appeared to be a very soft spoken, humble and down to earth person contradicting his on stage avatar of being an arrogant, badmouthed and proponent of hate. Thackeray's persona led me to draw parallels between him and some "encounter specialist" cops who too had dual shades of their personalities. Looking at their gentlemanly  behavior, it was hard to imagine that these people chased and killed gangsters.

What happens when you bid for property of Dawood Ibrahim : A case study.

 

Ajay Shrivastava has travelled from Delhi to Mumbai over 40 times in past 19 years to attend the court but still has not been able to get possession of property that he won in an auction arranged by Income Tax department.

The property consisted of two shops in Nagpada of Mumbai & was deemed as belonging to underworld don Dawood Ibrahim. It is under possession of Dawood's late sister Haseena Parker's family.

 For the first time in year 2000 IT dept had organised an auction of Dawood's 11 seized properties. The officials waited throughout the day at Colaba's Diplomat Hotel where the event was arranged but nobody turned up to bid. I reported in Aaj Tak next day (which was a 20 minutes news capsule on Doordarshan those days & not a channel) - "Dawood stays in Karachi but his fear still exists in Mumbai. Nobody dares to bid on his property".

 Ajay Shrivastava, a lawyer who saw my story sensed an opportunity in the news. It was an opportunity to display his patriotism and also get praise from his party Shiv Sena with whose student unit in Delhi he was attached with. In 1999 he shot into fame for digging up pitch of Phirozeshah Kotla Stadium in Delhi on call by Shiv Sena to protest against playing cricket with Pakistan.

The next bidding was in March 2001. He flew down from Delhi and participated in the auction. He won the two shops after bidding  2.5 lakh rupees. He was the only participant in the auction. 

 Although, Shrivastava won the auction things didn't turn out as per his expectations. Shiv Sena neither acknowledged nor appreciated his endeavour. Sena Supremo Bal Thackeray even didn't give Shrivastava time to meet him.  Off the record senior Sena leaders said that they had nothing to do with what Shrivastava has done. He had done it in personal capacity without consent of the party.

 After winning the bid, Shrivastava went to Nagpada's Jayrajbhai lane where the two shops were located under heavy police protection to inspect the property. However, as soon as he reached the spot, he was gheraoed by a hostile mob who questioned his motive to bid for the property. Somebody shouted - "He is Chhota Rajan's man". Within five minutes he had to leave the spot on advice of local cops who feared that there would be a law & order issue if he stood their any longer. That was the last when he saw of that property.

 Soon Shrivastava got a call from Chhota Shakeel, who threatened him subtly - "Vakeel Saab, I think you have deposited the earnest money by mistake not knowing what you have done. Don't pay the remaining amount & get out of it". Shrivastava deposited the amount on third day after receiving Shakeel's call. More calls with open threats followed after that. Meanwhile, IB got inputs that there was a plan to eliminate him & he was provided security by Delhi Police.

 Shrivastava petitioned in Small Causes Court to get possession of the property. The respondent Haseena Parker avoided attending the hearings. Instead seven to eight men from Nagpada came in the court premises to intimidate him, he recollects. Shrivastava came in his lawyers uniform to avoid identification. After repeated hearings when Haseena didn't turn up, Shrivastava applied for an ex-parte order. This alarmed her and began taking the litigation seriously.

 In 2010 the court ruled in favour of Shrivastava & ordered the property to be given in his possession. However, the respondent went for appeal and the matter is still pending since then. In between Shrivastava offered to donate the property to Mumbai Police but then police commissioner A.N.Roy refused to give Shrivastava an audience when he got to know about the issue saying he was too busy.

 
Shrivastava has decided to pursue his legal struggle. "It not the question of occupying those two small shops. It the issue of challenging and defeating a terrorist", he said. Now Shrivastava is planning to bid for Dawood's ancestral home in Ratnagiri district.