Three of the first crew that was Motley were at the Brabourne watching the return of Test cricket to the venue. Naseeruddin Shah, my father and Aakash Khurana. Where's Benji?

Seeing the trio, alone and on different days of the Test match, took me back to Sadhana Apartments and the backstage of Prithvi, where as a kid I would watch rehearsals, make-up sessions and after-show parties. I remember hiding under the bed when I saw Kenny get out of the lift at Sadhana. I remember hating Naseer briefly because he'd killed my father in Shyam Benegal's Junoon. I remember playing with Benji's son Rahil. I have vague memories of meeting Naseer and Ratna in the US, and ordering pizza.


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