Over 900 hand signed, personalized, invite information letters done overnight, for the Premier on Dec 3, 2009 at the Imax Adlabs Wadala has done the wrist in and the eyes dreary and moist with exhaustion. This is but the first round. Round two shall be more intricate. Getting the seating plans and sending out the formal invitations and then supervising the event when it unfolds shall be an exercise nothing short of planning a war !

But done it must be. And along with this shall be the invite for the 28th for the birthday event for my Father at Bhartiya Vidya Bhavan. A more literary evening, with remembrances of my Father through the eyes of Mrs Pushpa Bharti ji and recitations to accompany it.

The book release shall also take place - Madhushala put in a more elaborate print and design. The English translation on one side of the page and on the other the original, interspersed with paintings done by my niece Namrata.

My Father would have pleased to see the book.

I am taking heed of the concern that many express on my work hours and shall most definitely be under the covers much earlier. But thank you for your concern and love and care. I do need all of it.

Hmm … ! Got it in the middle of my day as I maneuvered my multi tasks and felt it needed to be shared and understood. The care and consideration and understanding from Mother is so all enveloping. It gives us hope and strength and courage. It ferments our forehead with a wet ice cold cloth, dipped in the essence of her love for us. The soft feel of the silk that brushes past your eyes as she extends her hand repeatedly to refresh the fermentation.

Failures no longer look so frail. You almost feel like failing than to succeed. That quick time love affair may be attractive while it lasts. But its life they say, is limited. Better to stay with Mom, learn from the mistakes and then start the climb.

Right now all that goes through the mind is not Mom but Paa.. ha ha !! Wonder what he shall bring - success or failure !!

After a long while, today, I have occasion to be at my desk in Jalsa. With so much going on it makes operating from this vantage point a little easier. I visit it after a long gap and as is always the case, the objects and other paraphernalia that scatter about in the times and lives of disorganized individuals, stuns you. But its good to be with Navya Naveli and Agastya as they were a few days old, staring up at me from the framed photographs of them, around and about. How much children change with time and so rapidly. It seems almost like yesterday that we were at the hospital welcoming them into the world. And now … they teach us how to operate complicated electronic games and equipment. And they tell us how much we resemble them in the stills of the film !!

They are not too removed from the truth. Agastya is the inspiration for Auro and a lot of him has seeped into the characterization whilst playing it. Abhishek noticed it first during the shoot and now his niece points it out to him over a PING on her BlackBerry. Where is this generation going ??

I know where I am going .. to bed !

My love to you and more ..

Auro

Amitabh Bachchan