Remembering Farooq Sheikh

Actor Farooq Sheikh died of a heart attack in Dubai on Dec 27. He was 65. One of the most respected names in both films and theatre, he was enjoying a late career revival in cinema, in which his journey spanned forty years, starting with 1973's Garam Hawa.

  1. A Selection of Articles

  2. "His apartment is as modest as you can possibly imagine. No frills or the slightest hint of showiness. Somewhere inside I hear a dog bark with excitement. It's a stray his daughter picked off the street and brought home. 'We don't have the dog, the dog has us,' he says with typical irreverence. The same tone extends to vivid descriptions of how he cringes when he watches himself on screen in say, Umrao Jaan –– 'I look like a halwai’s son.'"
  3. '"How does 'is' become 'was' in the span of a moment?" wonders Sarika, in shock over the news that her Club 60 co-star, Farooque Shaikh, will never greet her again with an adaab, passionately discuss cinema and politics with her and show his appreciation for the sweet tooth they shared by initiating a mithai competition. "He won, but only because of the quantity of sweets he accumulated even though my mithais were better," she reminisces.'
  4. "Shaikh's ability to charm went beyond his college friends. As an actor, he won over both men, women and cinephiles. For men, he was the heartening, more relatable alternative to the glossy glam-doll heroes of commercial Bollywood. Most women melted at how cute he was, and for those who got past his physical appeal, Shaikh was a powerful actor. Look at Shaikh's filmograpy and there's an impressive variety of roles: he's played nawabs, impoverished Romeos, the salaried everyman, and been entirely convincing in most of the roles he accepted."
  5. "I have a string of his SMSes stored in my cellphone. The last one was on December 24. I had just returned from my village Mijwan and asked if I should send him some rasaval (a porridge made of sugarcane juice and rice) Prompt came his reply, "Neki aur pooch-pooch?" He couldn't get to eat the rasaval because he had left for Dubai for a family vacation and the rasaval lost its flavour... My world too has lost its flavour to a great extent, Farooque, dear friend, with your departure..."
  6. "I have never been commercially viable: People recognise me, smile and wave at me —but I have never received marriage proposals written in blood. In his heyday, when Rajesh Khanna drove down a street, the traffic stopped —I don't mind not receiving this kind of adulation. But I do miss not having been able to command the kind of work I wanted. I miss not being 100 per cent commercially viable."
  7. Twitter Tributes

Read next page