Selective Memory: Stories from My Life

by Shobhaa Dé

Shobhaa Dé has been many things to many people: supermodel, celebrity journalist and best-selling author; friend, rival, colleague and confidante. In this engagingly candid memoir, a woman who has been a familiar face and name to millions (although few know her) finally reveals the true self behind the public persona. Insiders know that besides her commitment to work and the frantic pace of her life, Shobhaa Dé's first priority in life has always been her family. Here she writes poignantly of her early years, and of her relationship with her parents and siblings, her husband and her children. Shobha De's high voltage career "happened' in unexpected ways, starting with her unplanned entry as a teenager into the glamorous world of modeling, and moving on to her high-profile years as a magazine editor. In these avatars she keenly observed and astutely chronicled the new India"brash, affluent and ambitious. High-society hi-jinks, movie star follies, celebrity neurosis"none of these escaped her unsparing eye. And now she tells it all, just as it was, just as she saw it. In her inimitably forthright fashion, she writes of the choices she made, the decisions she took and the influences that shaped her. Written in a voice that is consistently confident and candid, Selective Memory: Stories From My Life is remarkable for the honesty with which it captures the essence of a fascinating woman who has become a legend in her own time. With more than 30 photographs.

Genres: India, Biography

531 pages, Paperback

First published March 1, 1998

About the author

Shobha Rajadhyaksha known as Shobhaa Dé is an Indian columnist and novelist. She graduated from St. Xavier's College, Mumbai with a degree in psychology. After making her name as a model, she began a career in journalism in 1970, during the course of which she founded and edited three magazines – Stardust, Society, and Celebrity.
In the 1980s, she contributed to the Sunday magazine section of the Times of India. In her columns, she used to explore the socialite life in Bombay lifestyles of the celebrities. At present, she is a freelance writer and columnist for several newspapers and magazines.
De is married to Dilip De, her second husband and they have six children from their first marriages. She lives in Cuffe Parade, Mumbai.

Reviews

[Khush · Rating 4 out of 5]

As the title suggests, Shobha's story is selective. She tells 'certain things' about her life, but not all. Once you remember this claimer, which very few memoir writers make, one trusts her.

In many ways, there were many things in her life that had just happened, she never planned anything. At school, she was good in sports but not academically inclined like her other siblings who later in life became doctors and engineers. Shobha was the black sheep of the family. First, she tried her hands at modeling and attained success, but she soon realized that the dog-eat-dog world of showbiz was not meant for her.

On a personal front, her first marriage failed but she survived the failure rather brilliantly. Again by sheer coincidence, she happened to be with Nari Hira who gave her a small writing assignment. With no particular education in journalism, she was to spend the rest of her life writing columns and books. She became India's top-selling writer and a popular commentator. In fact, her articles on film stars and politicians were–are– unforgiving and at times ruthlessly unfair. Maybe it is her frank, candid, and upfront approach to writing that made her the Shobha that readers like.

Another wonderful feature of the memoir is that one sees the 'real' person that Shobha is – the real middle-class girl who is not only a firebrand author but also an ordinary human being with ordinary concerns. One thing I like about Shobha's memoir that she writes excellent things about others. It was nice to read about certain westernized Indian actresses. Very often, popular actresses are depicted as dumb and ignorant. In other words, I like reading about Rekha, Zeenat Amaan, Parveen Babi in addition to Asha Bhonsle and the ace photographer Gautam Rajadhakhya. In fact, I was surprised that Gautam and Shobha were related. In addition, there were candid moments in the book where she talked about her professional life, the choices she made, and how she dealt with uncomfortable situations, both personal and professional.

This might be a strange thing to say that reading her novels and then reading this memoir, I understood her better. In fact, writing, I believe, irrespective of the genre, tells us a lot about the writer. As she herself claims that, despite her image, she is at heart a simple, conservative Maharashtrian. And this rings true as one reads this book.

One of the most moving images that stayed with me was toward the end of the memoir where she wrote about her father's death. She almost put on the page the entire scene; the loss, sadness, fear, logistics that death or dying unleash. In a few words, she made me experience her loss and everything else that she might have felt and undergone. Even though it was a highly personal, subjective experience, but her response to it revealed who she is as a person.

And of course in the real world, I see that person speaking, writing, arguing, making mistakes, standing up to bullies on a daily basis. She is the Shobha that many love, many love to hate.

[Melvin Mathews · Rating 3 out of 5]

I actually didn't expect to like this book as much as I did. The tone of the book was like reading a series of columns but all longer and with the personal touch. The best parts were those sections where she focuses on her family - it's pretty obvious that she adores them and that they are the mainstay of her life. She confesses frankly that she is less than the ideal mother, that criticism from her kids can affect her deeply and yet, her love and pride shines through. For me, the most poignant part is her account of her mother's death - the regret, the resignation...all touched me. The one flaw with this book is that sometimes she tends to get carried away and come perilously close to rambling - sometimes you can see her writing down things as she's thinking them - I liked it, others may find it annoying. However overall, I came away with a favourable impression of Shobhaa De. Yes, she has opinions, yes they can be disagreeable at times, and there are definitely times when she comes across as smug and know-it-all but... BUT she is a successful, confident woman who has lived her life without regrets - at least till the date of publishing:-). I would be interested in reading more of her non-fiction and may even try her novels.

[Thushanthi · Rating 1 out of 5]

Abandoned it 3/4 of the way. Difficult to develop a connection as it mostly involves indian celebrity gossip.

[MadZiddi · Rating 4 out of 5]

Shobha De, whose fiction never captivated me, has written a memoir which is littered with interesting bits about her own struggles as well as interesting scoops about Bollywood celebrities that she encountered as a journalist. Her father was a strict disciplinarian, even then it was a wonder she got into modelling. And she pretty much reached the top of her profession modelling with the likes of Zeenat Aman and Rekha.
It was by chance that he met Nari Hira, owner of stardust and finally became its editor. She has narrated the lifestyles of pretty much all the Bollywood heroes and heroines of the 80s and 90s.

[Swagatika Mohapatra · Rating 3 out of 5]

Shobhaa De, one of my fav. writer who i think really worked out the auspicious way of garlanding splendid words and yes, a really splendid and enjoyable experiences while reading her writings irrespective of the contents.

I can say a very clever and hideous approach to write an autobiography and more prominently she named it "selective memory", that no one could dare to question her about the lac of the openness. Finally she succeed to show the people the show she wanted to show. But finally they won who know the game and for this we admire her.

Through this autobiography, many celebrities lives lay open to all and worth for a real knowledge who aspires.

[Shubhodiya · Rating 2 out of 5]

There are two books I read this year that were a cumbersome reading experience. This was the second one.

Now I know I shouldn't be quite as irritated as I am because she does call it 'Selective' Memory, but it's the casual abrasiveness in the narration just for the heck of it that made me not want to read the book often. In any case, I knew I had to finish it for my reading goal.

I don't dislike Shobha De. In fact I think if I had the opportunity ever to meet her, I'd take it, because she is an interesting personality. But reading this book was some task.

[Meema · Rating 1 out of 5]

Easily a topper for one of the worst items to be called a book.

[Sharmita]

never knew a person cud fill so many pages wid self praises.