Nostalgic Reflections

....cont'd after Part 1  After I finished my drink at Fairmont Hotel, I decided to go home, my rational mind begging me to stop the madness and get "real". But as I was leaving, I saw a tall guy who was with SRK earlier - perhaps his body guard in casual wear. My silly hope returned and I started to walk toward the body guard. As I followed him into the hotel hallway, I couldn't believe what I saw at a distance. A man in a black jacket and black jeans was waiting in the hallway and walking toward me - I had to blink three times to realize that it was indeed the man himself - the king Khan in ALL HIS MAGNANIMITY. Despite all my desires and self-absorbed aspirations, I hadn't fathomed this moment at all.  With my heart racing and breath panting, I pulled my phone from my bag while running, to ask him for a selfie. I seemed to be the only one in the corridor along with two other Arab women - all three of us enjoying our luck in that moment.  As I appr

It was a crisp sunny morning in San Francisco when I heard on radio that SRK was arriving in town. I was driving to work, trying to focus on the road and confirmed this news from my personal resources (i.e. Google). And there it was in all it's glory - Mr. Shah Rukh Khan was being honored at the San Francisco Film Festival in April. I felt a sudden urge of thrill and desire to meet the man who defined and epitomized love in my world. Needless to say, I bought the tickets immediately before all my fellow desi SRK nerds hogged them. I was competitive, insecure, driven and passionate like NEVER before.  My desire grew so deep that I started a countdown on Facebook, reminiscing about his earlier movies and songs e.g. "Na jaane mere dil ko" and "tu mere saamne". My friends were vicariously living through my posts and some felt I was losing my mind. I also knew I was losing control of my rational self but that was OK as I wanted to dream and romanticize - I wanted