After few phone calls, Mr. Kapoor and I fixed a day and place for our meeting: Friday, December 14 at 4 pm at the Taj Mahal Hotel. I think it was a mistake to meet at this hotel. It was far from where I was staying. I witnessed for the first time in my life, the worst traffic jam ever. When I completed the interview with dear Shammi and headed back to meet my friends, it took the taxi driver two hours and some minutes to arrive at the hotel where they waited to make it more convenient for me and closer from the Taj Mahal Hotel than Santoshi's apartment!!
Regardless of that, my meeting with Shammi Kapoor was the highlight of 2007 and the best thing that ever happened to me since the departure of my beloved father, Mahmoud, on July 24, 2006. Putting in mind that Shammi was one of three men, besides my dear (paternal) uncle, Dawood, and my father, who put a smile on my face and filled me with warmth as a young child growing up in Baghdad, IRAQ.
At the instance of his entrance to the hotel restaurant pushed on wheel chair, I ....
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