Hrishida is dead. An era passes by! Who can ever recreate the magic of Anand, Mili, Chupke-Chupke and Golmaal? The middle-class sensibility he evoked in all of us, the magic he wove on screen, the simple stories that touched our hearts, made us laugh and made us cry are going to live on screen forever.
I am sure, a moment's silence and a silent prayer is not enough in his case. Let us remember him in the style he wanted death to come!
Zindagi Aur Maut Uparwaale Ke Haath Mein Hai Jahapananh! Hum Sab Rangmanch Ki Kathputliyan Hain Jinki Dor Uparwale Ki Ungliyon Se Bandhi Hui Hai. Kab Kaun Uthega Koi Nahin Bata Sakta. Ha ha ha!!!.
(We are all puppets in the hands of the supreme being who holds the strings of our lives. We will never know which string he will pull next).
I am sure, a moment's silence and a silent prayer is not enough in his case. Let us remember him in the style he wanted death to come!
Zindagi Aur Maut Uparwaale Ke Haath Mein Hai Jahapananh! Hum Sab Rangmanch Ki Kathputliyan Hain Jinki Dor Uparwale Ki Ungliyon Se Bandhi Hui Hai. Kab Kaun Uthega Koi Nahin Bata Sakta. Ha ha ha!!!.
(We are all puppets in the hands of the supreme being who holds the strings of our lives. We will never know which string he will pull next).
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