Sharmila Tagore recalls shouting at Mausam co-star Sanjeev Kumar after he made her wait for 6 hours: ‘Gulzar Sahab had to pacify me'
Sharmila Tagore and the late Sanjeev Kumar shared screen space in films like Mausam, Faraar, Satyakam, Griha Pravesh, and Charitraheen, among others. During the promotion of her debut OTT venture Gulmohar on The Kapil Sharma Show in 2023, Sharmila shared an anecdote about her friendship with Sanjeev. She recalled that on her very first day of shooting for Mausam, he made her wait for six hours—causing them to start the film on a rather furious note.
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Sharmila shared, 'Sanjeev Kumar was my favorite. That time we used to have double shifts, so in the morning I was working with him in Faraar, and in the evening I worked with him on Mausam. I was playing a sex worker in the film, and it was my first day. I was very excited, we had a shift from 2 pm to 10 pm. I was ready to give the shot at 2 pm, and he came at 8 pm. I got so angry with him and said lots of things. Gulzar Sahab had to pacify me.'
She added, 'The shooting kept going on, but I was not talking to him even when we shot for Faraar. Then I went and saw Aandhi and loved the film. So the next day, he was in the dressing room next to me, I knocked at his door and told him that he is a very good actor. We shook hands and I forgave him. But I told him that next time, if he is planning to be late, he should inform me, because it is very rude otherwise. Then we became friends. He was a lovely person.'
On the work front, Sharmila Tagore was last seen in the Bengali film Puratawn.
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