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About Dev Anand ...

Dev Anand (born September 26, 1923) is an Indian actor and film producer.

He was born in Gurdaspur in Punjab to a well-to-do advocate, Devdutt Pishorimal Anand. He graduated in English literature from the Government College, Lahore (now in Pakistan). His love for acting made him leave his hometown. After a flop debut with Hum Ek Hain in 1946, Dev Anand met Guru Dutt at Prabhat Studio and struck a rapport with him. His first success came with Ziddi (1948).

In 1949, he turned producer and launched his own "banner" Navketan, which continues to churn out movies year after year. Though his maiden attempt at direction, Prem Pujari, flopped, his second directorial effort Hare Rama Hare Krishna with Zeenat Aman created a record of sorts.

Dev invited Guru Dutt to direct the crime thriller Baazi in 1951. Lyricist Sahir's song Tadbeer se bigdi huyee proved to be prophetic and Dev went on to become a "star". His style was lapped up by the audience and imitated. Some of his hit films were Munimji, CID, Paying Guest, Gambler and Tere Ghar ke Saamne.

He was romantically involved with singer-actress Suraiya and the two of them paired in six films together. During the shooting of a song, a boat capsized and Dev Anand saved Suraiya from drowning. She fell in love with him but her grandmother opposed the relationship. Suraiya remained unmarried all her life.

Dev Anand married film actress Kalpana Kartik in 1954. His first film in colour, Guide with Waheeda Rehman was an Indo-US collaboration released in 1965.

Dev Anand's films are best known for their great music. Some of the most popular Bollywood songs were picturized on him. His association with music composers - Sachin Dev Burman, his son Rahul Dev Burman, lyricists - Majrooh Sultanpuri, Neeraj, Shailendra, and playback singer Mohammad Rafi and Kishore Kumar produced some of the best songs in the Bollywood history.

In 2001, he was awarded the Padma Bhushan, an honour by the Government of India. He was awarded the Dadasaheb Phalke Award, 2002, for lifetime contribution to Indian cinema.

Some faint strains Melody queen Lata Mangeshkar,

who was nominated to the Rajya Sabha, is known to be a reluctant Elder. It is after much persuasion from the chairman, Vice President Bhairon Singh Shekhawat, that the shy Lata attends the house occasionally.

By Shekhar Hattangadi

Dev Anand is not letting up at 80.

Sons will be sons. Had Dharamdev Pishorimal Anand heeded his father's advice and joined the local bank about 60 years ago, he'd be pottering around today in a middle-class retiree's apartment in his hometown of Gurdaspur in Punjab. Instead, the glamour-struck teenager took the train to Bombay with 30 rupees in his pocket. After a period of struggle and penury, he became a Hindi film hero and Indian banking's loss became Bollywood's most durable legend -
Dev Anand.
As actor and later as film-maker as well, Dev Anand has worked in more than 100 movies. He wooed dozens of heroines on-screen and captivated millions of fans off it with his urbane charm. With Dilip Kumar and Raj Kapoor, he formed a dominant troika in the golden years of popular Indian Cinema. But unlike Kumar's intense brooder and Kapoor's bumbling simpleton, Anand's city-smart hero was also a loveable rake who brought a touch of mischievous buffoonery to Bollywood's seduction routine, and his own trademark mannerisms: loose-limbed gait, tilted head, and a rapid-fire dialogue delivery. A journalist once described him as "evergreen." It was to prove prophetic. At an age - he turned 80 on Sept 26 - when his contemporaries are either dead or nursing creaky joints, a sprightly Dev Anand is planning two films to be made in the United States, besides writing his memoirs. "And I've only reached 1954," he shrugs, implying its wealth of detail. The veteran, awarded the Padma Bhushan in 2001, can shame younger directors with the volume of his output - and younger men with his agility.
Having defied age, he's also known to subvert gravity. Keeping up with a buoyant boss gives his staff a daily aerobic workout. And during our interview - in his penthouse office littered with magazines, scripts, posters and snapshots of aspiring starlets - an animated Dev Anand was apt to spring up to emphasize a point as he unspooled his life and times. Outside, Mumbai was depressingly grey and wet. But it was clear it would take much more than a mere monsoon to dampen the man's spirit.

At 80, what gets you out of bed every morning?
The sheer excitement of my work. Age has nothing to do with it. I'm working on my autobiography, and on Song Of Life and Between Two Worlds to be shot in the United States. In the first film, I play a famous Indian musician who discovers he has a gifted daughter from an affair with an American girlfriend.

Is it about Ravi Shankar and Norah Jones?
Stories are written when something triggers off. I was to return after the New York premiere of my film Love At Times Square, when a local Indian journalist mentioned the Grammy ceremony scheduled that evening. I saw Norah Jones on television winning five awards - and in a flash I decided to stay put at the hotel for a month, and wrote the entire script. But if I publicly say it's about someone, I'm obliged to satisfy him or her about the story's authenticity. A film's characters should be larger than life - or else there's no drama and you can't write a good climax. So let's say it's not about particular individuals, but about the relationships in the lives of famous men.

And the other film?
In Between Two Worlds, an NRI billionaire dreams of building an Indian pavilion at Disney's Epcot Center in Florida. He's caught between two wives - an Indian and an American - and therefore two cultures. His son from the latter wife is the first American soldier to enter the Iraq warfront. I want to recreate those scenes with help from the U.S. army.
Both are English-language projects with an Indian temperament and an American feel. Who knows, an Indian film-maker making a movie in America might just strike a chord with American audiences! The best Hollywood directors have been imports from abroad - Capra, Hitchcock, Wilder, Chaplin.

Your films as director deal with contemporary themes.
I see cinema in incidents. My directorial debut Prem Pujari was based on the 1965 Indo-Pak conflict. During King Birendra's wedding in 1970, I visited Kathmandu's hippie hangout - The Bakery - and saw this brown-skinned girl swaying in the lap of a dirty, bearded, bespectacled white foreigner. What's a nice Indian girl doing in a place like this? I wondered. She inspired the story as well as Zeenat Aman's character in Hare Rama Hare Krishna. I picked up the idea for Des Pardes - on illegal Indian immigrants in U.K. - during a trip there.

Why haven't your recent films done well?
I'm convinced they're ahead of their time. Unfortunately, people in India - especially in smaller towns - don't accept tomorrow's ideas because they're living in the yesterday. But the growth of information technology is bringing the world together, and they're growing.

How do you continue getting money to make films?
I close my eyes, and God pours money on me.

God in the form of NRIs?
Not just NRIs. I manage because I'm not extravagant. I own a post-production studio. I don't pay myself. And I enjoy tremendous goodwill - not just in India. I was very close to Nepal's royalty: they rolled out the red carpet for the shooting of Hare Rama Hare Krishna. Many Nepalis want me to make a film on the family's massacre. But it's a sensitive subject, so I'd like to take everybody into confidence: the King, the Prime Minister, the Maoists. Why the Prince killed - or why he was provoked to kill - we don't know for sure. Here again is an intriguing love story. The Prince wanted to marry his girlfriend, his mother didn't want it. But he must have had other affairs. If I were a prince, I'd have them.

You too were a prince of sorts in Bombay's film industry.
In my own way, yes. I'm a private person, not a sanyasi. I had a teenage crush in Lahore, on our history professor's daughter. It was only from a distance, something we all go through at that age. But when you're seriously in love, you propose and tell the girl, "I can't live without you.'

That happened with singer-actress Suraiya, right?
It did. Suraiya was my first and only real love. I wanted to marry her and she was willing. But her Muslim family objected to my being a Hindu, and created a big row over the communal issue. Remember, she was already a big singing star when we first met, and I was a nobody. Fans mobbed her, her songs were on the air, and her star image added to the attraction.

Film lore has it that you still send Suraiya a rose on her birthday.
Never. Once I was through with her, I got busy with my production company Navketan, and Mona Singh joined us for Baazi. As Kalpana Kartik, she was my costar in a few films. We became friendly, and then got married. Well, you find yourself alone, in need of emotional security, and suddenly comes this young girl with a college degree like yours and a liberal worldview.

You married secretly on the sets during a lunch break?
Because I don't like this tamasha of the groom riding in on a horse with a band-baja. It's ridiculous. I'm told some of today's actors dance at weddings for a fee. They're selling their souls. I'd never do that - it was our generation's value system. My good friends - Singhanias - approached me once for a corporate ad. I agreed, but didn't charge a penny. I'm a film star, not a model.

Your marriage, from all accounts, isn't a happy one. Is marriage more difficult for celebrities?
I'm in showbiz, mingling with the world's best, the most glamorous. My wife prefers to stay out of the limelight. My marriage is as good or bad as any other - except that I'm in the public eye, and most other people are not. If a man is an achiever, his marriage cannot really work because he needs to be totally in love with his own work. No matter what field you're in - entertainment or politics. Do you think the Prime Minister can have the time for his family? He can't.

Is that why Atal Behari Vajpayee has remained a bachelor?
[Laughs] I don't know. That could be for other reasons.

You went with him on the bus to Lahore. Tell us about that 1999 trip.
The Pakistanis recognized me as I got off the bus - that's the power of popular cinema. Nawaz Sharif rushed forward and grabbed my hand, saying we're from the same college. When he told me he'd seen my films, I promptly put his hand into Prime Minister Vajpayee's, and said "This should be the beginning of the end of our problems." It was great revisiting Government College Lahore - the same architecture, classrooms, hostels. Only, the buildings now have Muslim names. I was never a good student. But I was fond of reading, and keen on doing my M.A. My father's legal practice wasn't doing well, so he asked me to join a bank instead. I hated the thought of a sedentary job, so I came to Bombay to become a film star.

Didn't your mother stop you?
She wasn't around by then. Our society treats its women very badly. My mother was a simple housewife who bore nine children, and died young of TB when there was no cure for it. My siblings were either away in college or too young, so I was the only child close to her. As a young boy I nursed her before she was taken away to a sanatorium. She never came back. Every morning, I brought her goat's milk which was prescribed by the doctor. I remember her gentleness and loving nature. On her deathbed, she held my hand, looked into my eyes and told my father: 'This son of mine will become a very important man.'

A woman's intuition?
A mother's intuition. Similarly, I'd gone to Amritsar to fetch her medicine. It was a burning hot afternoon in June, and I stopped outside the Golden Temple for some cold sherbet. As he gave me the glass, the man kept staring at my face, then said in Punjabi: O baau, tu baut vadda banda banega. (Brother, you'll become a very big man.) I was only 16 then, and he was a complete stranger.

You think someone up there has scripted your life story?
I often wonder. At times, one works hard without results. At other times, things just happen and one succeeds. I came with no family connections in the movies, not even a letter of recommendation. I stayed initially with my older brother Chetan's friends - the famous novelist Raja Rao, and then the famous communist K.A. Abbas. Later I moved into a chawl. I was rejected by a couple of studios, and worked as an accounts clerk for three days.

Which was the most depressing of your struggling days?
The day I sold my beloved stamp collection. I spent my last penny for the bus to Bombay's Fort area and then walked along the main road, hungry and thirsty. I found a stamp-seller on the pavement who gave me 30 rupees for it. It was a godsend, but I was also heartbroken - that collection had many rare stamps. Looking back however, I don't regret the day. It made a man out of me. I continued looking for acting roles. I went to IPTA (Indian People's Theatre Association), where the senior actors never took me seriously. Meanwhile at the military censor's office, my degree got me a job scanning soldiers' letters for wartime secrets. Reading letters is like peeping into lonely hearts pining for their sweethearts and their desires. It was educative, but still a routine desk-job. Then one day I barged into the Bombay office of Prabhat Studio. The boss gave me a ticket to Poona for a screen test and I got hired for Rs 400 a month - a lot of money in those days. But it wasn't just the money. The best turning point in life is finding the first job that you truly like.

A month after the death of yesteryear actress Suraiya, O.P. Dutta, the only living filmmaker to have worked with her, still remembers her as "a lonely heart and bundle of unforgettable qualities". Suraiya died on Jan 30 at a hospital in Mumbai. She was 75. "Suraiya, Bano to me, was a bundle of unforgettable qualities. A sublime voice, the ring in the voice, the perfect diction, the effortless rendering. But she always insisted that she was no singer," Dutta told IANS.

"She brought joy to millions but what about her? She never talked about it but I knew intuitively what was going on in that pretty little head of hers.

"I had a peep into her heart and mind the day I saw her rendering the song 'Tum mujh ko bhool jaao, ab hum na mil sakenge' for 'Bari Behan'. The cry was loud and clear - the cry of a lonely heart. And lonely it remained till the end. "We made a movie together titled 'Pyar Ki Jeet'. We were like two children playing 'cinema-cinema', and surprise of surprises, the movie was a big hit!

"There were congratulations all around. But Suraiya insisted she was no great shakes as an actress. The argument was over when she gave a sterling performance in 'Bari Bahen'. The success made Suraiya smile that unforgettable smile that could send a thousand hearts aflutter. She was right at the top and I was very happy for her."

Added Dutta, the father of popular filmmaker J.P. Dutta: "The only time I saw her crying like a baby was in her makeup room. I had been asked by her mom to meet Suraiya. Obviously the mother was worried as Suraiya was distraught and low. I sat there looking at her and her tears.

"We didn't say a thing but I knew what was eating her inner core. After quite some time, she raised her eyes to me and I said something funny like: 'Shall we have an ice cream?' Lo and behold, she started laughing. The unforgettable laughter that was at once childlike and infectious."

Dutta did not elaborate on the cause of Suraiya's sorrow. "She always told me she admired Chitralekha, who had declared that she had loved herself and self alone. But I could see through that faade.

"Suraiya had immense love for others. Surrounded by uncultured and uncouth so- called family members, she not only tolerated them but always had a kind word for them. If I ever protested, she had only this to say 'man is a creation of circumstances and surroundings. They are not bad but just simple. Let them be.

"I remember when I was going north to get married to my wife Santosh. Suraiya went out of her way to select saris and dresses for the bride. I was told that she had gone in a 'burqa' to avoid being mobbed by her fans. And she did this knowing all the time that I would never get the opportunity to return this favour. She had resigned and consigned yourself to loneliness.

"And sure enough, she moved out of the film industry, shunned society and moved inwards. 'How can you be an island in this vast sea of human beings?' I asked her? And that unforgettable smile was in her eyes when she said 'but the island is still floating'.

"During the last few years, I tried to bring her back from her chosen corner of solitude. She did come out a few times but only to go back to her self-created solitary confinement.

"Probably the memories had imprisoned her. Memories of hordes of admirers gathered in her ornate drawing room, each craving for a smile or a kind word. Memories of the small room adjoining the master bedroom, where her granny stored home made pickles. Memories of a few stolen sighs or trips to the terrace on a moonlit night. Memories of friends beseeching her to sing a line from a particular song and Suraiya telling them that she was not a singer."

Dutta went on to add: "I believe she resented the so-called celebrity status, the glamour attached and affluence resulting from her success. I am sure Bano would have liked to be an ordinary girl enjoying the simplicity of existence.

"But destiny had other designs - from limelight to oblivion and from arc lights to the darkness of solitude. I remember I asked her: 'How can you be alone, day in and day out?' Pat came the reply 'I am never alone. He is always with me.'

"I am sure she meant god. God must've got tired of visiting her day in day out. So he decided to take her away once and for all. And we have been left behind to remember the unforgettable lonely heart."

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'I desperately wanted to marry Suraiya'
By: Shekhar Hattangadi
February 1, 2004

Dev Anand on Suraiya, the woman he loved and lost Off and on, I've fallen in and out of love. After all, I'm a human being, not a god or a sanyasi. But when you're seriously in love, you propose to the girl and tell her, 'I can't live without you.' That happened only once in my life — with Suraiya.