A city of dreams
London’s always been special for me. My energies match New York’s, but the ‘classic’ part of me turns to London for comfort.Updated: Aug 04, 2010, 12:13 IST
London’s always been special for me. My energies match New York’s, but the ‘classic’ part of me turns to London for comfort. I remember the first time I laid my eyes on the city. I was in Liverpool, working on a film and came to Central London for shopping. And that very instant, the style quotient of the city caught my eye.
Despite all the influx and influences from all over the world, the deep-rooted English flavour continues to flourish in the city.
The tearooms in Liberty stand testimony to the fact that Starbucks may have seduced a majority of Londoners to take to coffee, but there are a significant number of traditionalists, who still prefer their good old afternoon tea! And even if the impatient new generation rushes to the mushrooming Lebanese food joints for a quick meal through the week, weekends are reserved for the luxury of a well-done steak in steak houses that still carry forward the tradition.Fashion in London is an eclectic mix of the new, with an element of old world. As I walk through the city, I can’t help but notice how the latest colours of the season have already found their way into even the most classic wardrobes of Londoners. The displays of almost all the brands, ranging from Banana Republic to a Dolce & – have a dash of green, the colour of the season!
Even as fashion forecasts suggest colours like teal, deep blue, purple and (the ever constant) black for men this season, Londoners have included these colours subtly, yet surely into their clothing and accessories.
I also see ponchos making a comeback. A lot of voluminous dresses and exaggerated shoulders stick on. For men, black remains timelessly stylish, with detailing also in black and the zing factor to stylish man this season would be a dash of purple: blue or the popular colour this winter green.
I believe a city is never just made by its prosperity or its legacy. It is made by the dreams of those who inhabit it. As I work on the sets of Ra.One with the energetic Shah Rukh Khan and the effervescent Kareena Kapoor, I realise London is no different. It’s our dreams and that of those who surround us that constantly energise us.
Who knows? Perhaps the driver who drives me to the sets everyday, dreams of being a screenplay writer. The assistant who looks after the continuity probably wants to be a costume designer and the caterer who feeds us, dreams of being a director.
Some of these dreams may come true and most of them may not, but the energy and abandon of all these dreams together help the ‘Dream World’ of films come ‘alive’. So also, millions of such aspirations turn a city into reality. Of course, the question that evades us all is: Are all dreams capable of turning into reality or is all reality just one big dream?