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call from Ganapati

Landed in Mumbai from Pune and restless at heart....Didnt know what to do...went to my site where my team was happily holidaying thinking I am out of town.

Aggression rushing through adrenal and everything looked pale even the sky above...and to add on to it ...rain started in the city late in the afternoon....

I didn't feel like meeting any one but still had no intent of being alone. Standing near Balkanji Bari i decided to shut my eyes and scroll my phone book and whichever number it stopped at shall call the person and I had no idea what was I suppose to Talk....

When I saw the number dial immediately disconnected the phone....and a call back from the same number....in confusion I answered and thankfully i didn't have to speak I was asked:: would you come with me to SidhhiVinayak in half an hour?

Answer was an obvious yes....

On reaching Sidhhi vinayak I was enthralled to see the entire crowd instead of going in the temple rushing out.....that's the aura of Jeetu Uncle( Mr Jeetendra,, Actor)...with lots of difficulty we managed inside for Darshan...last time, around 12 yrs back he had told me 1 thing when I was a student:: it wasnt easy for my daughter Ekta Kapoor to make an identity in a Man's world but she did it on her own....this one sentence of his had changed my life then...and I had found a direction in life that time...and today he said:: Betaji ab bas us junooon me aag laga do...


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