To catch a glimpse of Aamir, who’s known to be very guarded about his looks before his films release, we made a quiet visit to Dilli Haat, and as expected, his large security crew warned us in curt Marathi not to cross the barriers of the makeshift set that was set up around 25-30 shops at the fag end of the establishment, near the food plazas. Visitors were not even allowed to buy stuff from these shops.
“Subah se bouni nahi hui. Humein `2000 karke diya hai par mera toh din mein `10,000 kamayi ho jaati hai, aur ab toh shaam ho gai,” rued a shopkeeper selling Gujarati bags. Another visitor shouted, “Subah 7 baje se tamasha laga rakhha hai, arre bolo tickets refund kare!”
Delhi Tourism officials, however, denied causing inconvenience. “It’s just a matter of a few hours and the crew has taken all due permissions,” said an official.
Dodging Aamir’s Marathi men, we parked ourselves in the Manipur stall and dug into some momos and as luck would have it, THAT was the very spot adjacent to which Aamir parked himself too, with paan-stained lips. In another shot we caught a glimpse of Khan sporting a yellow helmet, wearing a transistor like a sling bag, holding a bunch of yellow pamphlets, and chasing a behroopiya dressed like Shiva.