Saira Banu has been using social media to share recollections and anecdotes about her personal and professional life since Dilip Kumar passed away, like many of her coworkers. The actress recalled some of her favourite monsoon experiences as the monsoon rains began to fall, and it appears that one of her most memorable days had a close relationship to the season. Saira Banu recently stated on social media that Dilip Kumar proposed to her during a downpour.
Saira Banu described Dilip Kumar’s proposal during a downpour.
In a recent Instagram post, Saira Banu reminisced about the past. Saira posted a photo of her late husband, the renowned actor Dilip Kumar, with the comment “monsoon.” He also discussed his early years in London, where it rained a lot, in the post. Go to Spain in the rain, she commanded. We all ceremoniously sang this statement with our pals when a 7-year-old girl went to school in London! Who knows why, but given the unpredictable English weather, it was very typical. You can never predict when it will rain or when it will shine. This was our family’s catchphrase as kids.
In addition, he described how Mumbai treated the monsoon like a carnival. We all enjoyed the showers, as far as my family in Mumbai is concerned, and subsequently, when I married Dilip saab. Every year, the first shower was a cause for joy, and we all went outside to our garden terraces to soak up the first rain of the year while keeping enormous drums of pots nearby to catch the crystal-clear, fresh water! Now, I’m told there are worries about drinking rainwater since brand-new research reveal it may include bacterial parasites that might sicken you as well as plastic contamination from the environment and environmental contaminants. Sahab adored the rain, so whenever it started pouring while he was away from home in a conference, he would enthusiastically phone me and say, “Saira, it is raining!”
Saira remembered his suggestion and added, “In fact, a brief rain shower struck us while we were strolling by Juhu Beach on a lovely night many years ago, and he quickly removed his jacket and draped it over my shoulders to shield me. We were in his car on a wonderful night when he proposed to me and asked, “Would you marry me?”” “Sir always heart,” she added, “he cheerfully purchased a lovely piece of land at a hill station in Maharashtra in later years. He was an Indian farmer and the proud descendant of a highly esteemed Pathan. Traders of fruits in Peshawar. We used to pick up bright grassy stones and hurl them as far as we could in a race to outdo each other as we walked for miles in the rain with our Macintoshes on stony and green ground while wearing our umbrellas. Sahib will undoubtedly do that to ensure victory. I used to run and gather these stones all the time. And I still possess each and every stone that he used toss around in the wind.
