In a strange way the last three days after Zarine Khans passing felt like a wedding - a poignant celebration and send off for an angel by her loved ones. The going away of a bride in red. Only thing is it is forever. Or maybe until we meet in another “multiverse” like her spunky witty grandson Aariz said in his farewell speech on stage.

I know that i was camping out at Juhu practically for four days nearly as if it would make me feel closer to her- or as if she’d apparate back. The complete disorientation I felt at her sudden departure made me want to do things for her or things to do with her. I cancelled all work stuff and tried to stay busy around her family. And they were more than gracious -carrying her legacy forward - and friendships forward with grace and alacrity. All the time gr

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