Amitabh Bachchan has often spoken about his parents, poet Harivanshrai Bachchan and Teji Bachchan, and the rare bond he shared with them. On his mother’s birth anniversary on Sunday, Amitabh penned an emotional blog where he spoke of what a woman she was. He spoke about the love they shared and how she treated him like a child when he was already a grandfather.
He wrote, “Its Mother’s birth Anniversary .. August 12 .. when you failed she consoled and gave hope .. when you succeeded she wept .. till her last days she insisted on knowing whether I had eaten .. and when going out, to advise, not to be late .. I had grandchildren by then .. but that is Mother !!”
Ajitabh Bachchan with wife Ramola, Amitabh Bachchan and wife Jaya, Teji Bachchan and Harivanshrai Bachchan.
He also revealed that it was Teji Bachchan who inculcated love for film’s in him. “.. she introduced me to theatre, films and music .. and to ballroom dancing .. took me to the floor at Gaylords, that popular restaurant in Connaught Place Delhi, one evening .. “
Read Amitabh Bachchan’s blog on mother Teji here
Its Mother’s birth Anniversary .. August 12 .. when you failed she consoled and gave hope .. when you succeeded she wept .. till her last days she insisted on knowing whether I had eaten .. and when going out, to advise, not to be late .. I had grandchildren by then .. but that is Mother !!
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Amitabh Bachchan with mother and brother Ajitabh.
That ‘piping hot’ cup of tea first thing in the morning - her words .. her elegance in presence and form .. as she would walk past the College corridors where she taught for a while, in Lahore, the students would wait for her, to see what she would be wearing and .. to follow her perfume ..
She loved to drive, and never wasted the first opportunity to pull everyone into a car and take them out for a coffee, or eats at her favourite eatery, or to just see the Republic Day lights at Rashtrapati Bhavan .. laughter and song and happiness surrounded her ever .. but touch her cubs and the lioness in her would tear into you ..
A young Amitabh with mother.
Even when she was wheel chair borne, that evening drive to her snack and coffee joint was a permanent feature .. the owners still remember her each day .. not just in the city of Mumbai, but in those locations in Delhi .. they come over to meet me often and talk gloriously of their time spent with her ..
She sacrificed her all to give my Father his space and time and bearing .. knowing how valuable it would be for a poet a thinker and philosopher to be so ..
.. she introduced me to theatre, films and music .. and to ballroom dancing .. took me to the floor at Gaylords, that popular restaurant in Connaught Place Delhi, one evening ..
Teji Bachchan with Amitabh Bachchan.
.. her fashion and aesthetics were beyond compare ..
.. and her love for the red rose, was a must at every home she built ..
.. her rose garden and her garden would win her all the awards at the Annual Flower Show, at Alfred Park in Allahabad .. we stood by in admiration .. and love ..
.. finding my brother and me on the victory podium in the 1st top most stand at the School Athletics Meet, she would pull out that box camera take photographs and decorate her bedroom with all the winning cups I won ..
where those cups and pictures have disappeared no one knows .. she was a giver .. all her belongings she would part with .. to friends, to staff, to anyone she was fond of ..
I have just her memories with me .. nothing material .. but for me that is more than any else.
