I have an uncanny feeling thattheseed forthisbook was first planted inmymind the dayMadhubala diedin 1969 at the youngageof36.Stillin myteens, the full gravityof herdeath did not strike me with full force at thetimebuttheprospect of not getting toseea paragon ofbeauty likeherinanyforthcomingmovies, did distressmyfriendsandI noend. Much later in lifeI realizedthatitwasnotusalone who foundit hard to forget herbutalmosteveryone who knew her orhermovies.