The very public Mahesh Bhatt’s most private interview ever
I am a bastard child to a Muslim mother, what do I know about being a father, he says
I’m waiting at Mahesh Bhatt’s home for my afternoon appointment with him. He’s three minutes late and enters apologising profusely. If I didn’t know him better, I’d think the enfant terrible of Hindi cinema was patronising me. But he wasn’t. Not today, and not that day four years ago when I entered his warmly-lit cabin for a possible lyric-writing gig. Sitting beneath a radiant portrait of Tagore, he surveyed my face as if searching for something and found a resemblance with a man he cursorily knew. The man I reminded him of happened to be my father. Trying to play it cool, I informed him that my father had died just over a year ago. He reached for my hand, I hesitated; he didn’t persist. He simply narrated his brief but beautiful memory of my father.
“As you grow older, you tolerate more things in yourself and extend the same to your parents”
“I started out being a scared father. I didn’t have one so I didn’t know how to be one!”
“Sunny [Rahul Bhatt] said to me, ‘they don’t make men like you anymore, sir’. To hear that from a child you’ve wronged feels good”
“Brand Mahesh Bhatt has found a new lease thanks to Alia”