Ourselves …

The completeness of family is the most joyous moment in any life. Today I enjoy that as I step back from the arid but comfortable winds of Dubai into Mumbai and home. Navya - Naveli and Agastya and Shweta at the airport to welcome us in, grown in height and stature and speech and maturity. Abhishek and Aishwarya at work in the studio, but just the thought of us all being together fills the sounds in the house with lively chatter and unadulterated laughter.

The youngsters are computer attached. They function as though that flat slab of machine was a part of their being. Punching, accessing, searching and connecting with the entire world with the knowledge and speed of high end professionals. The Kindle here, the PSP there. A Mac here and the Wi games there. Every corner of the house is just an activity centre of modern gadgetry. Each on his or her machine, each involved with the intensity of sitting on an end of term examination, each happy in their own internet world and each of us in the same room. Together but in our own world of the waves. Igniting all the possible variations that require attention, yet communicating in as normal a manner as possible. The iphone swishing past at the touch of a finger an entire book ordered and delivered electronically through the net, tunes downloaded by the hundreds on to this pocket sized screen in your palm. The Apple TV giving out the latest there is in shows, serials, movies at the punch of a small remote …

Where the hell are we … and what has this world become …

Every bit of information ever created in any part of the world now in super computers and kept in storage never to be deleted or erased. What we write, convey on mobile or net. What we speak and converse in the open air and within our homes, all now by law and by security recorded and kept in storage for ever. Any thing that is in the waves is now never lost or forgotten. Great for posterity, perhaps not so great for secrecy and confidentiality. We may delete a message, we may erase a conversation or detail and it may seem to us that it is gone … but no my dearies .. nothing is lost or removed. It is there in perpetuity. There with the authorities. There in the system. And can be used at any given moment and time, irrespective or who or what position you may be holding.

Enlightening, but frightening too … we shall never be alone .. our words and feelings expressed in voice or its substitute shall be with us in perpetuity ..

I have been attempting to respond back to responses as may have been noticed. The speed of submit if slow, robs the effort of wanting to cover a bigger ground. It is frustrating when that happens for there is a desire to respond and reach out to every one that comes on. But …

And then it just lingers and gets overlooked and many in the EF complain and show despair when they have been close enough to the yellow line and missed it by inches virtually. It is not deliberate you must know, but one of sheer coincidence and circumstance. I try to cover as much but fail. I do the beginning, then the middle and then the end to exhibit a sense of fairness in it all. Take that not as deliberate leaving out for certain individuals. No that would be most wrong and hurtful to think thus. For me all are equal and loved. I cannot divide affection. It shall always remain the same for all.

We meet up now for some work that is being done on animation. A film will be made, the story of which has been finalized and the character that portrays me shall be given my voice. Another avenue, another expansion to the varied tributaries that now stretch and find their place in this competitive world of entertainment. Priyan or Priyadarshan shall be doing the creatives and it will be executed by a company from the South. Times they are a changing. There are more inventive ideas that float along and soon you should be hearing about them. They are all innovative, all exceedingly exciting and more than fruitful for the audience.

So we wait for it to be launched .. and till then .. we wait ..

Be and remain with my love …

Amitabh Bachchan