Last week, all roads leading to Bandstand, Bandra (W), were clogged with thousands of Salman Khan fans who had gathered outside his home, as a verdict was delivered in the 2002 hit-and-run case. One of the fans, Gourango Kundu, even tried to commit suicide by consuming poison outside the session’s court. On Friday (May 8), when the Bombay high court suspended Salman’s jail sentence, there was mass hysteria outside the actor’s home as his fans rejoiced, danced and burst crackers for hours.
Once, after returning home from a shoot post midnight, I was surprised to see three boys waiting for me in my building.
They had entered the compound by fooling the building security.I briefly spoke to them and asked them to go home as it was too late.
While shooting in Patiala, Punjab, a group of young boys would chase my car from the location to the hotel and back, for days, even at odd hours. They even blocked my car a couple of times.
Usually, I love interacting with my fans as they have lovely and encouraging things to say to me. But this time around, their approach made me a little uncomfortable.
I was flattered by a fan who would make my sketches and post them on Instagram. I was so touched and happy with this gesture that I got in touch with her.
Later, she mailed me one of the sketches. In fact, I found a friend in this fan. I guess, we all strive for this kind of love.
On one of my visits to Bangkok, Thailand, a woman kept visiting my hotel with vague excuses to click pictures with me. I obliged twice. But eventually, she started lying to the receptionists, and told them that she was related to me.
On one hand, it’s very reassuring to see that I have such crazy fans, but beyond a point, you have to stop obliging fans.