(P.S. This is not a factual account or an attempt at an autobiography. This is just one millionth of my personal thoughts and experience in black-and-white)








I knew you first when I had watched the movie ‘PK’ with my family. I remember how madly, suddenly I had this sudden intense crush on ‘that cute guy who played the role of Sarfaraaz’, and had earned a thoroughly disapproving glare from my mother when I had quite innocently tried to ask her for the actor’s name.

But when she had left, I remember my grandmother whispering to me, with a dreamy smile, “Did you like him or something?" I remember her response when i had answered her question. “Same.”





Now as the whole nation grieves for your untimely and...