I never walked up to you and asked for an autograph… I never wished to meet 'YOU', the controversial celebrity! I silently admired the avid reader and profound genius…the poet and philosopher within you…Who captured life in frames and wrote the most beautiful sonnets on celluloid! Most of ‘them’ failed to understand your inner boldness lying within all delicate and sensitive portrayal of relationships. People loved to talk about your cross-dressing and latest surgery, they were little bothered about your deep loneliness. I was envious of your huge collection of books as well as scarves!! I even thought of mailing you once, attaching one of my poetry jottings…Didn’t get the time… I won’t say R.I.P. ,I won’t accept your detachment from earthly affairs, for me you will very much be here.. in your every masterpiece, charisma and wisdom..in every unspoken piece of time ..
I wonder whether anyone else can ever understand emotions of all classes of women like you used to do so effortlessly… I confess my warmest regards and unexpressed love for the most sensitive filmmaker of Indian Cinema and an utmost innocent soul... Rituparno Ghosh!
I wonder whether anyone else can ever understand emotions of all classes of women like you used to do so effortlessly… I confess my warmest regards and unexpressed love for the most sensitive filmmaker of Indian Cinema and an utmost innocent soul... Rituparno Ghosh!
