A Sunday ! An involved Sunday ! A Sunday of opportunity ! Reassuring Sunday ! Sunday of crowds at the gate ! A lonely Sunday, devoid of company ! A company that normally Sundays bring !

A Sunday that initiates the son e lumiere for Jallianwala Bagh. Just a few pages of it and then retire ; the voice is lethargic and strained says the recordist politely. Back in the chair of vibration and its sonorous drone putting many chores at a distance. Slumber without context and aim.

A rude awakening, to the meet with Jeanine from Paris and the absolute possibility of having spelt her name wrong. Of the Champs-Elysees Ballet theatre and the confirmation of performing there with a poetry recitation of my Father’s works. Details and creatives later the next genius, Sanjay Leela Bhansali and of talk taking Chenab Gandhi forward. His absolute faith in the script and its importance in today’s times. His mellifluous praise for Paa and the performance. He having issues with the film though.

The phone call again from Jalsa. It is Sunday sir, the crowds have become very large, awaiting your presence. Traffic is being held up, the police van has been summoned and the pilot jeep to bring some order. Returning from Janak back to Jalsa and moving cautiously through a sea of humanity. Secure behind the wooden gate an about turn and ‘khul ja sim sim’.

They are a little loud and vociferous than usual. Its a fantastic yardstick to judge the outcome of a release - a new release ! Loud and cheerful, successful film. Cheerful, ok. Silent, why the heck did you have to do this kind of crap film, sirrrrr …!!

Many namaskars and waves later, the parted sea of Moses in the Ten Commandments and back to Janak with Vishal Bharadwaj. What a range of subjects he puts forth with innocent ease of reference. His exuberance for Paa and the desire on both our parts to work together in the not too distant future, vibes well.

Contemplation. Blank thoughts of nothingness, voluntary transplants to Marriott, Enigma, AjayAtul the music duo having won the National Award for music in a Marathi film, a celebration by Mahesh Manjrekar, a button push to launch website, speeches, music eminence in the shape of Pyarelal ji from the master duo of Laxmikant-Pyarelal and away. Ajay Atul. They the ones who gave music to’ Viruddh’. May the lord bess them with greater success.

With moments to spare a quick briefing for the event taking place. It’s a strange instrument. The West will never understand it, and the east would never agree ! Got to put my view point though !

Passion and release of expressions in soft warm feathers of skin and dimly lit surroundings. Of news to follow and not to follow. Of merit in messages and some demerits.

Life puts so many questions. And we do not have answers to them.

Question then - why put your life in the first place against wolves that shall devour you.

Tomorrow a day of expectation. Of argument and belief. Of playing hard and soft simultaneously, with a combined force that allows little space for those that demand space.

This is the writing of the absurd !! But absurd is, that absurd does !! Hah… han… haaaa .. why not put the dicussion till later when in person we meet.. Better no ???

Love you my lovelies

Amitabh Bachchan

PS … forgot … call from His Excellency for a visit to his land…