Ever been smitten by the love of a beautiful woman ?
The silver screen unfolds such a magic. The most beautiful women. The most romantic moments.
I firmly believe in this:
Every woman is beautiful. She just needs this to be told of this. Never have I come across a woman who was not beautiful to the core. What a woman sometime lacks in looks, she often makes up in charm, grace, tenderness and love. After all what took a billion years to perfect, could not possibly be ugly. If you still see a woman who is not beautiful, you just dont have the eyes.
Friends, forgive me if I am being partial to Indian womanhood. I strongly believe that they are the most beautiful. In all her resplendent glory, Indian women shine as mothers, sisters, wifes, lovers, and even as mistresses.
Black and white era produced some of the most beautiful women. Celluloid is witness to the most bewitching beauties of all times. Cinema caught Indian woman young, just when she was coming out of the closet. She was effervescent, ebullient, and chirpy. Her freewheeling spirit that laid dormant for centuries was captured by black and white cinema at her best. They were all beautiful. They were all the very epitome of Indian womanhood.
Suchitra Sen
Any one who has seen her in ’’Bambai Ka Babu’’ will vouch for this. She is an Angel whose high cheek bones, whose tresses that are hard to control, whose bewitching smile, whose small and slender frame, whose haunting eyes, whose vulnerability, charm and grace, find no match. Any one who seen her dance to the tune of ’’ Bambai se aya hai Babu Chinanna’’ in down to earth punjabi salawar kameez, and later shed tears in ’’ Chal ree sajnee ab kya soche’’ wont be left unmoved.
I saw her, I felt her spirit, I fell in love with her..
Go ahead young fella, bored with your Bipashas, Priyankas, Eshas. Have a look at Suchitra, if you want to experience ethereal beauty.
Leela Naidu
She was not made for movies. They just happened to her. She was like a princess of yore. Like an angel fresh from heaven with a message of love for us earthlings. My father often spoke of her, and I in my naivette never knew what or who she was.
Ahhh, heavens, I had just to see her in ’’ Yeh raaste hain pyaar ke’’ and I was away in a world of fantasy. Now I know why my dad would close his eyes and stay quiet whenever a mention was made of Leela Naidu’s name. Her lithe frame her evangelical smile, her sensuous lips, her piercing eyes made men go week in the knees. I saw her singing ’’ Yeh khamoshian, Yeh tanhaiyan’’ and I havent yet woken up from that dream.
Still dreaming of Leela, and praying that this dream lasts forever.....
Madhubala
Obviously not her real name. But if Bachhan, the poet, who wrote Madhushala, ever imagined what his Madhubala would be like, than this woman was her. To those who swoon at her divine looks, her high cheek bones and her coy smile in ’’ Aayiye Meherbaan’’ I advise this. Read Harivansh Rai Bachhan’s Madhushala and Madhubala. Then close your eyes and imagine Madhubala as imagined by Late Bachhan Sr. The only woman who comes close to his imagination is Mughal-e-Azam’s heroine and Kishore Kumar’s wife.
She is numero uno on every one’s list. And for the uninitiated, the color version of blockbuster brings her back to life again. How many times have you fantasised that in place of Dilip Kumar, it was you as the prince of hearts, with a feather in hand and and an intoxicated-in-love Anarakali under that tree, fragrant with the perfume of love ??
How many times you have been under Kishore Kumar’s skin on that rain soaked night, whe he sings ’’ Ik larkee bheegee bhagee see’’ and this woman, drenched more in love than in rain, tried to hide her every curve, that her rain drenched saree unabashedly reveals?
I am in love with this woman, like millions of my countrymen.
Men, after all, are only men.
Nutan
If I ever spent sleepless nights over a woman, this was her. A face that launched a thousand ships and body to boot. She was truly a traditional Indian beauty in every sense of the world. Everything about her was sensual. She was every Indian male’s fantasy and rightly so. She apparently walked out of the pages of some Indian myth like Kalidas’s ’’Shakuntalam’’.Think of pure Indian beauty and you can not think of anyone else except Nutan. She was so pure and pristine as the Ganges or even Krishna’s Radha.
If at all any woman could portray Radha or Sita or Shakuntala than this was Nutan. I saw her in Sujata, Bandiini, Challiya and some Raj Kapoor movies.
I can die a thousand deaths to see that lovely face, those eminently kissable lips, those delicately formed cheeks and above all .. Those eyes that cast a magic spell... Many have not yet woken from that spell...
Yours truly is one of them
A place of honor
Who should occupy the fifth place ??
A place of honor Among these sensuous angels?
Friends..
I am in love with Indian women.
Wow, was I fortunate being born here,
Now my eyes have seen the best there is,
Woman who are sensuous,
Woman who are voluptous,
With just a touch of her hands
Or with just a kiss of her cherry lips
Woman who could bring you to life from the dead,
Or could put you to eternal sleep,
’’On a rain soaked evening There is not a soul to be seen for miles
Nor a bird that flies for hours,
All my hopes of that rendezvous vanish
When I look from my open courtyard
I see you clutching your saree in your hand,
Your wet hair fall on your face
Your shimmering eyes seem to glow
Your slender figure, looks even more so slender,
You shiver, come near me, look into my eyes, and say
’’Would you believe this ?
I was caught completely unawares by this sudden downpour
What are you looking at, love?
Take my hand, hold me close,
And tell me,
’’Hi honey, you are welcome home’’
She is my fifth most beautiful woman.....