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Why the path of life is so zigzagged and thorny for someone born as a woman? This is a true autobiography which gives us the experience of `truth is stranger than fiction`. This autobiography is unique as it is not written by anyone who is famous or who is somebody somewhere. It is the story of a common woman, born in a normal family. But her life after the death of her husband became hell for her. She had to face many dreadful facts. She had to keep her house running and had to struggle for the survival of her children. She had to accept prostitution to earn enough money to keep her and her children`s living going. She had to accept the life-style beyond the moral norms, virtues, and culture. No wonder, her words, which are full of truth; leave us spellbound.
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First published January 1, 1999
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October 19, 2018
A candid memoir by someone who dared. In a society where women had to struggle for everything, Protima did it all. She did not spend her time fighting men. Instead, she did her own things. She created her own tiny world rather than asking some one to accommodate her in his.
One word that comes immediately to mind when I think of her is 'Bold.' This aspect of her personality comes out most fiercely in the memoir. For instance, very late in life she started learning Indian classical dance. In order to excel in such an evolved Odissi dance form, one must start learning it as soon as one begins to walk. Protima started late and yet she mastered the dance form and became its exponent. Later in her life, she established a successful school called 'Nrityagram'– one of its kind in India. I could not think of any other dancer male or female who just on the strength of will-power and dedication mastered the craft. She defied the popular the popular stereotypes about how, when, and where one should learn Odissi.
She had lived her life in full public glare. She was the true child of 1960s. She dabbled in modeling, ran naked on the beach, gained a notorious reputation in the country for doing everything that a woman should not do. That was the time when few women would wear anything but full-length saris, including actresses and models. Now her running naked at the beach might seem like a publicity stunt– which it was– but it needed enormous courage to do so then. Being an intelligent woman, she knew what that might mean – or could lead to– in a conservative and religious country like India. She pulled the whole thing off rather well.
Again that recklessness, honesty, the burning desire to break free were seen in almost everything she did in her life. There was nothing shoddy or secretive about her. She married the gorgeous model Kabir Bedi. While she was still wedded to him, she felt drawn to her German neighbor (Kabir was always away; he was having a fling with another actress, Parveen Babi, at that time). When Protima got pregnant, she told Kabir that she did not know who the father of the child was. They divorced (the child was Kabir's, though). I do not know how many women– and men as well– go about their lives with such blatant honesty.
Another word that describes her is intelligence. One lives on this planet for such a ridiculous duration of time, so why not live life fully. Life is too short to indulge pettiness, lies (and to use missiles for peaceful purposes). I guess it was Protima's intelligence and self-belief that made her live the life she lived. Of course, that comes with risks which she never feared.
In popular Indian imagination, she was not a 'good woman.' Someone who died young in an accident as if paying for her sins, for transgressing every sacred line, for being everything that one should not be. But if one looks at her life and sees the sort of things she did – both publicly and personally– one sees that she has all those virtues (truthful, honest, innovative, artistic) that any sane society wants its people to imbibe. Unfortunately, when the brave few truly embraces such virtues, the same society fails them.
One word that comes immediately to mind when I think of her is 'Bold.' This aspect of her personality comes out most fiercely in the memoir. For instance, very late in life she started learning Indian classical dance. In order to excel in such an evolved Odissi dance form, one must start learning it as soon as one begins to walk. Protima started late and yet she mastered the dance form and became its exponent. Later in her life, she established a successful school called 'Nrityagram'– one of its kind in India. I could not think of any other dancer male or female who just on the strength of will-power and dedication mastered the craft. She defied the popular the popular stereotypes about how, when, and where one should learn Odissi.
She had lived her life in full public glare. She was the true child of 1960s. She dabbled in modeling, ran naked on the beach, gained a notorious reputation in the country for doing everything that a woman should not do. That was the time when few women would wear anything but full-length saris, including actresses and models. Now her running naked at the beach might seem like a publicity stunt– which it was– but it needed enormous courage to do so then. Being an intelligent woman, she knew what that might mean – or could lead to– in a conservative and religious country like India. She pulled the whole thing off rather well.
Again that recklessness, honesty, the burning desire to break free were seen in almost everything she did in her life. There was nothing shoddy or secretive about her. She married the gorgeous model Kabir Bedi. While she was still wedded to him, she felt drawn to her German neighbor (Kabir was always away; he was having a fling with another actress, Parveen Babi, at that time). When Protima got pregnant, she told Kabir that she did not know who the father of the child was. They divorced (the child was Kabir's, though). I do not know how many women– and men as well– go about their lives with such blatant honesty.
Another word that describes her is intelligence. One lives on this planet for such a ridiculous duration of time, so why not live life fully. Life is too short to indulge pettiness, lies (and to use missiles for peaceful purposes). I guess it was Protima's intelligence and self-belief that made her live the life she lived. Of course, that comes with risks which she never feared.
In popular Indian imagination, she was not a 'good woman.' Someone who died young in an accident as if paying for her sins, for transgressing every sacred line, for being everything that one should not be. But if one looks at her life and sees the sort of things she did – both publicly and personally– one sees that she has all those virtues (truthful, honest, innovative, artistic) that any sane society wants its people to imbibe. Unfortunately, when the brave few truly embraces such virtues, the same society fails them.
June 25, 2015
I refuse to judge her. I said to myself when I started reading her journals. These are journal entries and letters to her loved one's complied. So, one can not really go looking for literary content in this. But, life. Yes, life is what I found in her. A certain sense of relief too that she had not gone on to say she was so amazing or scarred. How often do we see people talk about their insecurities, their defeats in being what they wanted to be? She bared her soul naked in these writings. They were filled with her. It seemed as if she had singled me out and wanted to pour her heart out and say what all she had fought just to be. And nothing else. She didn't want anything else other than just to be. I got a lot from her though. An inexplicable, synchronised feeling. A kind of courage I did not know that I needed. But she gave me never the less. An unapologetic feeling about life itself.
Just so for everyone's benefit she did not streak at all. Those pictures were leaked and photoshopped to look like streaking. Yes she had been naked on a beach with people around naked on the beach. Who has the courage to be infamous for something they never did? To be slut shamed for something they never wanted to be. Who has the courage to simply be? And do what they want. It's easy saying this, but what about the mounting peer pressure of society, respect, love and what not. Everyone I have seen has digressed from their calling. From what was they needed to simply be. Everyone competes silently , subtly with each other for what? Who knows. Nobody is loving or living at all to their heart's content. No one is doing what they exactly feel like doing. Comfort and acceptance is too important to live in a make believe world of happiness.
She was a warrior filled with agony and hope. There was hope even in the last journal entry that we read of this book. After which she had died. What a woman! Not a fine woman. Not at all. She was extraordinary always. Never mediocre, flimsy yes. But never small minded. Never believing in her finality.
Five stars to this book not for what she wrote or how. But how she lived. And how she implores us all to live. She is a powerful example of the androgynous mind and individualism. Of a time where love and lust both were not choices of woman. She had the power and courage to choose. She was not limited by anyone's judgement and that is what makes all the difference in the world. Don't take her fickle mindedness for granted. Takes only a woman of real intelligence and courage to understand their own flaws. And even more generosity to be writing critical opinions on oneself. She will remain for me Protima Gauri, a woman who patiently let everything be. And very importantly let her own self be.
Just so for everyone's benefit she did not streak at all. Those pictures were leaked and photoshopped to look like streaking. Yes she had been naked on a beach with people around naked on the beach. Who has the courage to be infamous for something they never did? To be slut shamed for something they never wanted to be. Who has the courage to simply be? And do what they want. It's easy saying this, but what about the mounting peer pressure of society, respect, love and what not. Everyone I have seen has digressed from their calling. From what was they needed to simply be. Everyone competes silently , subtly with each other for what? Who knows. Nobody is loving or living at all to their heart's content. No one is doing what they exactly feel like doing. Comfort and acceptance is too important to live in a make believe world of happiness.
She was a warrior filled with agony and hope. There was hope even in the last journal entry that we read of this book. After which she had died. What a woman! Not a fine woman. Not at all. She was extraordinary always. Never mediocre, flimsy yes. But never small minded. Never believing in her finality.
Five stars to this book not for what she wrote or how. But how she lived. And how she implores us all to live. She is a powerful example of the androgynous mind and individualism. Of a time where love and lust both were not choices of woman. She had the power and courage to choose. She was not limited by anyone's judgement and that is what makes all the difference in the world. Don't take her fickle mindedness for granted. Takes only a woman of real intelligence and courage to understand their own flaws. And even more generosity to be writing critical opinions on oneself. She will remain for me Protima Gauri, a woman who patiently let everything be. And very importantly let her own self be.
September 30, 2014
Timepass was lent to me by a friend. Before I started reading the book, I was asked if I considered Protima Bedi successful. I answered in the affirmative. After having read the book, my answer would be unchanged. But at the same time, I also realise that 'successful' alone would not do justice to her, because 'successful' is too narrow a term to describe a life.
Timepass is a good read - it is enjoyable, takes off in a fun way, is written in good style and to a large extent it is an honest account of ones own life. The friend did point out that the book seemed to suffer from 'unreliable narrator's syndrome' and it may be true.
The book starts off well and gives an apt introduction to Protima. She came from a family where girls were supposed to be, well, be like girls - if you know what I mean. A typical north Indian family where the girls did what they were expected to and nothing more. It must have been suffocating. No wonder she rebelled and walked out at the first chance.
The book drags a bit when you see her just hopping from one relationship to another and all the time complaining about the unfairness of it all. The relationships, they must have been fulfilling at one level, but there seems to be an undercurrent of unhappiness everywhere. She maintains that she always dreamt of a perfect family - a man who came home to her, many happy children and spending happy times with the family. But she never chose the men in her life who would fit what she was looking for, that is, if she was really looking for a happy married life. It almost always looked like she got into relationships and then tried to fit the men into her own image of them. She also complains of always being the other woman in most of her relationships, which is almost like crying over spilled milk.
It is understandable at one level - doing your own stuff without giving a damn to the society or the world couldn't have been easy. It must have played on her mind and made her insecure more often than is admitted.
While at one level she comes out as someone who could keep little control over herself, her desires or her actions, she comes out as an entirely different person when she commits to learning Odissi. Her dedication to the art form, her smartness and her ability to make things work for her leave you no choice, but to start rooting for her. Her struggles while setting up Nrityagram do serve as an eye opener. You realise how difficult it is to setup anything in a country like ours. And the fact that she made it happen against all odds, makes you want to applaud her whole heartedly.
Her anguish at not being able to connect with her son and at his loss is moving. Her frustration at getting distanced from her daughter is relatable. Perhaps every woman goes through the cycle of getting distanced from her mother, seeing the story repeat in role reversal and then truly understanding her own mother :-(
Four stars, because it is definitely a book I'd like my daughter to read one day - to know a life lived boldly, on her own terms and also living with its consequences.
Timepass is a good read - it is enjoyable, takes off in a fun way, is written in good style and to a large extent it is an honest account of ones own life. The friend did point out that the book seemed to suffer from 'unreliable narrator's syndrome' and it may be true.
The book starts off well and gives an apt introduction to Protima. She came from a family where girls were supposed to be, well, be like girls - if you know what I mean. A typical north Indian family where the girls did what they were expected to and nothing more. It must have been suffocating. No wonder she rebelled and walked out at the first chance.
The book drags a bit when you see her just hopping from one relationship to another and all the time complaining about the unfairness of it all. The relationships, they must have been fulfilling at one level, but there seems to be an undercurrent of unhappiness everywhere. She maintains that she always dreamt of a perfect family - a man who came home to her, many happy children and spending happy times with the family. But she never chose the men in her life who would fit what she was looking for, that is, if she was really looking for a happy married life. It almost always looked like she got into relationships and then tried to fit the men into her own image of them. She also complains of always being the other woman in most of her relationships, which is almost like crying over spilled milk.
It is understandable at one level - doing your own stuff without giving a damn to the society or the world couldn't have been easy. It must have played on her mind and made her insecure more often than is admitted.
While at one level she comes out as someone who could keep little control over herself, her desires or her actions, she comes out as an entirely different person when she commits to learning Odissi. Her dedication to the art form, her smartness and her ability to make things work for her leave you no choice, but to start rooting for her. Her struggles while setting up Nrityagram do serve as an eye opener. You realise how difficult it is to setup anything in a country like ours. And the fact that she made it happen against all odds, makes you want to applaud her whole heartedly.
Her anguish at not being able to connect with her son and at his loss is moving. Her frustration at getting distanced from her daughter is relatable. Perhaps every woman goes through the cycle of getting distanced from her mother, seeing the story repeat in role reversal and then truly understanding her own mother :-(
Four stars, because it is definitely a book I'd like my daughter to read one day - to know a life lived boldly, on her own terms and also living with its consequences.
September 8, 2021
Actual Rating: 4.5 Stars
Out of all the “Bollywood wives”, Protima Bedi has always interest me. After reading her book, she was definitely AHEAD of her time; bold and authentic. There were so many evoking emotions throughout the book, and it makes you more curious about death and living life to the fullest.
Out of all the “Bollywood wives”, Protima Bedi has always interest me. After reading her book, she was definitely AHEAD of her time; bold and authentic. There were so many evoking emotions throughout the book, and it makes you more curious about death and living life to the fullest.
November 20, 2014
This book is about a woman who showed middle finger to life and its stakeholders, and did all that she wanted to do, in her style. In a world full of hypocrites, just like you and I, Protima Gauri is a true 'human'- raw, aboriginal, and passionate. Timepass is a wonderful tribute to a woman who gave in to all her desires, followed her heart, did not look back ever and lived her present with so much panache and fashion.
"We are all busy with some thing or the other in life, passing time. Timepass, what else. You are here , you have to pass time. Up to you how you want to do it".
Read.
"We are all busy with some thing or the other in life, passing time. Timepass, what else. You are here , you have to pass time. Up to you how you want to do it".
Read.
July 28, 2012
I mostly never read a non fiction book unless & until someone strongly recommends it. I picked up the book Timepass just for the heck of it.I knew Protima Bedi only as Kabir Bedi's ex wife & Pooja Bedi's mother. After reading the book (completed in 1 day of marathon reading) I was bowled over... Protima Bedi was a free spirit... that the only identity I would want to remember her for...
July 11, 2022
It takes guts to lay down all your feelings and true life story in the form of letters which are later published by your daughter into a book.
The best part is the chapters in the book are unedited versions of the diary pages of Protima Bedi, which she had written and even though she was way ahead of her time, she never apologized for the same and was never sorry for her decisions, for she said this to her daughter when she came crying for being ridiculed for her mother having streaked in the year 1974 and I quote it in her words
"This is my life. No one has the right to tell me how to live it or to question what I do. When you grow up, you will make your own choices. It will be your life and you it your way. I will never interfere. It must be awful for these people to have such boring lives that all they can do make them interesting is to talk about somebody else’s life. I am glad I provided with them with time pass conversation"
Here are few more examples of how out rightly Bold and different Protima was
She had multiple affairs before and even when she was married and after with prominent people and politicians and admits she was very fickle in nature
**She had an open marriage with the Heartthrob Kabir Bedi which never worked out well
**She learned and mastered Odissi - An Indian Classical dance form at the age of 26, when she was declared too old to learn the dance by her Guru.
**She just wanted a name that didn’t belong to her father or husband.
**She performed Odissi dance all across the country.
**She lost her only son to Schizophrenia and could never come out of the grief.
**She shaved her head and became a monk.
**She opened her Dance gurukul Nrityagram in Bangalore.
All this in the 1970s and 80s era where she literally laid and made a name as a bold, feminist icon for the choices she made.
I felt awe of the writing because it has no politically correct statements, It wasn't meant to appease anyone or to show a memorable picture of her life. By this memoir and by publishing this book, Pooja Bedi her daughter has given justice to the boldness and the truth she spoke attitude of her mother before the whole world irrespective of whether she might be judged or not. I have read many memoirs but reading this truthful raw memoir comes as a breath of fresh air. We need more women like Protima Bedi to show us to be comfortable in our skin. Here are some more memorable quotes from her book
Just be the best and the highest expression of who you want to become. Be that. Because if you are that there is no more unhappiness. All frustration and anger comes from being less. People say not everybody can be. But everyone can be. I trust life. The only person who stands in your way is yourself
The world isn’t just what you see outside your window. It’s so much larger, so much grander. We are just microscopic specks in the whole big scheme of things in this universe! How bogged down we get by rules, by what society wants and what people say, when in fact it’s all just timepass. Enjoy the moment, even the grief. Celebrate the joy of being alive. It’s so very very easy to be happy.
The best part is the chapters in the book are unedited versions of the diary pages of Protima Bedi, which she had written and even though she was way ahead of her time, she never apologized for the same and was never sorry for her decisions, for she said this to her daughter when she came crying for being ridiculed for her mother having streaked in the year 1974 and I quote it in her words
"This is my life. No one has the right to tell me how to live it or to question what I do. When you grow up, you will make your own choices. It will be your life and you it your way. I will never interfere. It must be awful for these people to have such boring lives that all they can do make them interesting is to talk about somebody else’s life. I am glad I provided with them with time pass conversation"
Here are few more examples of how out rightly Bold and different Protima was
She had multiple affairs before and even when she was married and after with prominent people and politicians and admits she was very fickle in nature
**She had an open marriage with the Heartthrob Kabir Bedi which never worked out well
**She learned and mastered Odissi - An Indian Classical dance form at the age of 26, when she was declared too old to learn the dance by her Guru.
**She just wanted a name that didn’t belong to her father or husband.
**She performed Odissi dance all across the country.
**She lost her only son to Schizophrenia and could never come out of the grief.
**She shaved her head and became a monk.
**She opened her Dance gurukul Nrityagram in Bangalore.
All this in the 1970s and 80s era where she literally laid and made a name as a bold, feminist icon for the choices she made.
I felt awe of the writing because it has no politically correct statements, It wasn't meant to appease anyone or to show a memorable picture of her life. By this memoir and by publishing this book, Pooja Bedi her daughter has given justice to the boldness and the truth she spoke attitude of her mother before the whole world irrespective of whether she might be judged or not. I have read many memoirs but reading this truthful raw memoir comes as a breath of fresh air. We need more women like Protima Bedi to show us to be comfortable in our skin. Here are some more memorable quotes from her book
Just be the best and the highest expression of who you want to become. Be that. Because if you are that there is no more unhappiness. All frustration and anger comes from being less. People say not everybody can be. But everyone can be. I trust life. The only person who stands in your way is yourself
The world isn’t just what you see outside your window. It’s so much larger, so much grander. We are just microscopic specks in the whole big scheme of things in this universe! How bogged down we get by rules, by what society wants and what people say, when in fact it’s all just timepass. Enjoy the moment, even the grief. Celebrate the joy of being alive. It’s so very very easy to be happy.
March 23, 2012
I liked this book just because this lady did something unconventional and would applaud her for that. She followed her heart, which is rare in a closed up society like ours. However in all her memoirs she doesn't really talk much about charity, or about the wars that were happening at that time. She completely neglects such things. She was too messed up in her pretty little world, it gave her no time to think of something bigger, substantial.
Always moving along with her relationships, breaking marriages, the so repeated "I love you", this book nearly depressed me, for although it's good to have relationships but she just surpassed most of us common folks. All her life she did one great thing, challenged the authority, and that is what I want to remember her for.
Always moving along with her relationships, breaking marriages, the so repeated "I love you", this book nearly depressed me, for although it's good to have relationships but she just surpassed most of us common folks. All her life she did one great thing, challenged the authority, and that is what I want to remember her for.
February 6, 2020
I cannot judge her as she was fearless and questioned society’s rules. No doubt she made mistakes but every time she turned back smiled on those and moved on. From losing her husband to another woman to her son’s death, her betrayal to lover to her heart wrenching path to build Nithyagram, Kutteram and finally giving up all for path of moksha... she dared to live, to make mistakes, to laugh loud, to cry out but not fear anything.
September 30, 2014
I vacillated a bit before deciding whether to give this book 3 or 4 stars. The book is an easy read about the life of Protima Bedi. It claims to be a brutally honest look at her life though at times it appeared to be more brutal than honest. Since most of it is from her personal letters and notes, one can understand it would be from her perspective and would put her life as she would like it to be seen. Given that she didn't care much for many of the society contemporary mores, it does show a different view of an Indian woman than one typically gets to see. It goes through her major affairs, with film stars, and politicians, and industrialists, with a bunch of others with lesser mortals. Her streaking incident is explained somewhat differently than what was claimed by other reports. In the book she claims someone took pictures of her at a nude beach in Goa and superimposed them on Mumbai's skyline. On the other hand, newspaper reports claim she offered to streak and went through a couple of shoots to get things right. The newspaper reports reports seemed more reliable to me which does put into question how correct were many other things in the book.
The book is an enjoyable read for the most part though it drags in the middle where you just seem to be going through one affair after another, until it picks back up with her trying to set up Nrityagram. It makes one realize how difficult it is to start something new in India even for someone as well connected as her. The chapter dealing with her son's suicide and its aftermath is poignant. Despite the flaws, it is a recommendable read.
The book is an enjoyable read for the most part though it drags in the middle where you just seem to be going through one affair after another, until it picks back up with her trying to set up Nrityagram. It makes one realize how difficult it is to start something new in India even for someone as well connected as her. The chapter dealing with her son's suicide and its aftermath is poignant. Despite the flaws, it is a recommendable read.
January 30, 2021
A Touching Tribute By Daughter POOJA BEDI for Her MoM PROTIMA GAURI BEDI One of the most controversial and Sensational Woman that India has seen post Independence...This taut and gripping Bestseller is truly indeed an edge of the seat read except that it ain't no fiction but the true story of Her Life & Times before She was prematurely snatched away by Death...
If PROTIMA BEDI had a middle name it would most certainly be 'CONTROVERSIAL' because most of what She did made Heaflines effortlessly...Had this bestseller been printed in Her Lifetime it wud have sent many Page 3 Celebrities and politicians to the grave prematurely and thus She wisely held back the book in Her Lifetime and left it to daughter POOJA BEDI as Her legacy to bring it Alive when She was no longer amidst Us. Truly POOJA has done a fine edit on The Life & Times of Her MoMMa in this Bestseller which has a foreword by none else than Khushwant Singh...
If PROTIMA BEDI had a middle name it would most certainly be 'CONTROVERSIAL' because most of what She did made Heaflines effortlessly...Had this bestseller been printed in Her Lifetime it wud have sent many Page 3 Celebrities and politicians to the grave prematurely and thus She wisely held back the book in Her Lifetime and left it to daughter POOJA BEDI as Her legacy to bring it Alive when She was no longer amidst Us. Truly POOJA has done a fine edit on The Life & Times of Her MoMMa in this Bestseller which has a foreword by none else than Khushwant Singh...
June 22, 2020
Well, am a bit confused about writing a review. As far as the way the book is written, it is well written and is a fast read. I would give 5 stars for the writing.
However, the subject matter on the other hand is a debatable issue. I will rightfully refrain from judging the person because they led a life they felt was apt for them. My gripe, nonetheless is about the auto(?)biography being not entirely depicted ( perhaps for reasons of political correctness and preserving the reputation of the deceased). Events are described with extreme bias towards own perspective.
For example: the Jasraj episode was wishy washyly depicted. Read Mandra by Bhairappa, to get a vivid account of the other party. So does the episode with Rajini and Manu ( Vasant Sathe?).
So long story short, the title is very apt for the contents packed in the book. Except ofcourse for the chapter that deals with her son and his suicide. That chapter has gravitas and is written with real intent.
However, the subject matter on the other hand is a debatable issue. I will rightfully refrain from judging the person because they led a life they felt was apt for them. My gripe, nonetheless is about the auto(?)biography being not entirely depicted ( perhaps for reasons of political correctness and preserving the reputation of the deceased). Events are described with extreme bias towards own perspective.
For example: the Jasraj episode was wishy washyly depicted. Read Mandra by Bhairappa, to get a vivid account of the other party. So does the episode with Rajini and Manu ( Vasant Sathe?).
So long story short, the title is very apt for the contents packed in the book. Except ofcourse for the chapter that deals with her son and his suicide. That chapter has gravitas and is written with real intent.
October 26, 2012
I was recommended by a friend to try out this book just to have a small glimpse of the famous dancer Protima Bedi.
Although Protima Bedi 'was' unconventional and 'was truly' a free spirit, she struck me as someone possessing oodles of self pity which is rather surprising in a supposedly strong lady. Right from the beginning, we are introduced to her childhood where she speaks about her unsupportive family who constantly tease her and laugh at her. This instills in her a great determination to prove herself but all I can see is all this teasing gives her a big inferiority complex and alas, I fail to see any determination. Just a huge complex hidden behind bravado. The rest of the book is fairly interesting giving us an insight into her charming dance career.
I truly love her dancing but Protima Bedi, as a person failed to strike the right chord with me.
Although Protima Bedi 'was' unconventional and 'was truly' a free spirit, she struck me as someone possessing oodles of self pity which is rather surprising in a supposedly strong lady. Right from the beginning, we are introduced to her childhood where she speaks about her unsupportive family who constantly tease her and laugh at her. This instills in her a great determination to prove herself but all I can see is all this teasing gives her a big inferiority complex and alas, I fail to see any determination. Just a huge complex hidden behind bravado. The rest of the book is fairly interesting giving us an insight into her charming dance career.
I truly love her dancing but Protima Bedi, as a person failed to strike the right chord with me.
February 1, 2016
It takes a lot of guts to write an autobiography and even more to be brutally honest at it. One can only write a book such as "TimePass" only if they have made absolute peace with the past. Reading "Timepass" is not just a exercise but a journey which takes us through a lot of emotions. No wonder if at some point, we relate ourselves to many situations in the book - in action or in thoughts. Protima's life itself is a statement and her attempt to document/narrate it is altogether another level to that statement. Over the reading journey, we will tend to judge her, damn her and ultimately love her for the sheer love and respect she had towards life and the intensity with which she lived it.
April 15, 2021
Reading Challenge Prompt :
An author of Colour:
Timepass by Protima Bedi.
I read this book with a degree of trepidation. How do I grade this book? Five stars for readability - racy gossipy, One star for contents, neither inspiring nor empowering.
Did Protima Bedi intellectualise the carnal? She kept the company of artists and ascetics, politicians and lawyers. There was no dearth of playboys or paramours either.
Protima Bedi comes across as a selfish person, hypocritical and vain. Was she really this or did she want to portray herself thus to others?
I was absolutely disappointed.
An author of Colour:
Timepass by Protima Bedi.
I read this book with a degree of trepidation. How do I grade this book? Five stars for readability - racy gossipy, One star for contents, neither inspiring nor empowering.
Did Protima Bedi intellectualise the carnal? She kept the company of artists and ascetics, politicians and lawyers. There was no dearth of playboys or paramours either.
Protima Bedi comes across as a selfish person, hypocritical and vain. Was she really this or did she want to portray herself thus to others?
I was absolutely disappointed.
May 7, 2013
Inspiring... daring...
December 3, 2024
Brutally honest would be an understatement to describe 'Timepass: The Memoirs of Protima Bedi'. In a time when love and lust were not choices for women, this ultimate flower child of the 60s unabashedly owned her unconventional lifestyle in the public eye.
Protima's eclectic life often ranged from one extreme to another. She started out as a young model & scandalous socialite in 70s Mumbai, 'living in sin' with actor Kabir Bedi, embracing motherhood in her early 20s while in an open marriage, streaking as a publicity stunt and getting high with the famous 'Juhu Gang'. At age 27, on the way to a night club she accidentally walked in on a classical Odissi dance performance. That chance encounter took instant effect. Overnight she swapped her slit skirts & halter tops for cotton saris, oiled hair and a large bindi. She left behind her cozy city lifestyle, husband & children to move to a village in Orissa in order to learn the dance after convincing a highly conservative Guru to take her on, who's feet she would have to massage, do daily chores and sleep on a floor for months with mosquitoes and bugs for company.
Protima details her struggles to create the dance village of Nrityagram from scratch, which is a true legacy left behind. But she also brazenly writes of her multiple lovers, affairs and public scandals with powerful men (who never got judged as severely as her).
Aside from her achievements or the salacious chapters, it is her mind and spirit that shine through her impressive diction, sharp wit and expressive writing style. Her strife over losing her adult son to suicide and her final transition to shaving her head and embracing the robes of a monk will leave you moved.
Protima Bedi died in an avalanche while on a pilgrimage at age 49. This book was excellently edited by her daughter Pooja Bedi, as per instructions left behind by Protima on how to compile the book from her unfinished manuscript, journals & letters.
Whether you judge her or admire her, Protima Gauri Bedi is a force of nature who let 'life live her'.
Sidenote: My friend recently told me that this book marked his feminist awakening as a young teen in the early 2000's. Love that!
Protima's eclectic life often ranged from one extreme to another. She started out as a young model & scandalous socialite in 70s Mumbai, 'living in sin' with actor Kabir Bedi, embracing motherhood in her early 20s while in an open marriage, streaking as a publicity stunt and getting high with the famous 'Juhu Gang'. At age 27, on the way to a night club she accidentally walked in on a classical Odissi dance performance. That chance encounter took instant effect. Overnight she swapped her slit skirts & halter tops for cotton saris, oiled hair and a large bindi. She left behind her cozy city lifestyle, husband & children to move to a village in Orissa in order to learn the dance after convincing a highly conservative Guru to take her on, who's feet she would have to massage, do daily chores and sleep on a floor for months with mosquitoes and bugs for company.
Protima details her struggles to create the dance village of Nrityagram from scratch, which is a true legacy left behind. But she also brazenly writes of her multiple lovers, affairs and public scandals with powerful men (who never got judged as severely as her).
Aside from her achievements or the salacious chapters, it is her mind and spirit that shine through her impressive diction, sharp wit and expressive writing style. Her strife over losing her adult son to suicide and her final transition to shaving her head and embracing the robes of a monk will leave you moved.
Protima Bedi died in an avalanche while on a pilgrimage at age 49. This book was excellently edited by her daughter Pooja Bedi, as per instructions left behind by Protima on how to compile the book from her unfinished manuscript, journals & letters.
Whether you judge her or admire her, Protima Gauri Bedi is a force of nature who let 'life live her'.
Sidenote: My friend recently told me that this book marked his feminist awakening as a young teen in the early 2000's. Love that!
September 9, 2021
Protima Bedi neither lived her life on her own terms nor was ahead of her times nor was trying to live a bohemian life style, nor was bold nor brutally honest. All I can say was that she was someone with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) and she acted in accordance with her personality disorder. She was a classic case of BPD. If you understand her disorder, you’d understand her behavior and be nonjudgmental. You would also understand why men would break up their engagements or leave their wife and kids for her (only to be dumped later…the idealize, devalue, discard pattern).
If it were the West, she would have needed therapy. More than her, the ones closely associated with her also would have needed therapy. People with BPD do leave a trail of destruction and cause immense pain to the ones closest to them (though they are not aware or in denial of it with their own justification).
Anyway, though it was painful to read about her relationships, it was inspiring to read about road to becoming an accomplished dancer, that too in such a short span of time. The process of setting up Nrityagram was awe-inspiring too. It’s commendable and only Protima could have done it. She left a beautiful legacy behind.
The part that pained me the most is Siddharth’s suffering and his ultimate death. I am sure besides hereditary and other factors, Protima’s BPD could have affected him quite a bit mentally. A sensitive and sweet boy gone unnecessarily and way too soon.
I hope Pooja and others closely associated with Protima read about BPD and the PTSD it causes to the near and dear.
On the whole, the book was unputdownable. No, it wasn’t a timepass for me. It was a peek into the life and mind of a pwBPD and it was painful.
If it were the West, she would have needed therapy. More than her, the ones closely associated with her also would have needed therapy. People with BPD do leave a trail of destruction and cause immense pain to the ones closest to them (though they are not aware or in denial of it with their own justification).
Anyway, though it was painful to read about her relationships, it was inspiring to read about road to becoming an accomplished dancer, that too in such a short span of time. The process of setting up Nrityagram was awe-inspiring too. It’s commendable and only Protima could have done it. She left a beautiful legacy behind.
The part that pained me the most is Siddharth’s suffering and his ultimate death. I am sure besides hereditary and other factors, Protima’s BPD could have affected him quite a bit mentally. A sensitive and sweet boy gone unnecessarily and way too soon.
I hope Pooja and others closely associated with Protima read about BPD and the PTSD it causes to the near and dear.
On the whole, the book was unputdownable. No, it wasn’t a timepass for me. It was a peek into the life and mind of a pwBPD and it was painful.
May 14, 2022
I had only known Protima as Kabir Bedi's wife and something about her as a odissi dancer, but this book is a revelation about a life lived without any inhibitions.
Women today talk about being bold doing things they want to do but somewhere they are still struggling and not able to come out of the restrictions set by the society. Here in this book Protima comes across as a woman who felt that the life we are living is just "Timepass" so we need to enjoy and experience all that we think of and can do.
She was a rebel as Fara as Indian orthodox society would say but from her point of view she was happy doing things which were sin as per the rules set by the world around.
It is enriching and a good learning experience as you become more stronger mentally and feel uplifted to go out and do whatever pleases you. Without thinking whether what you are doing is right or wrong, it must be taken as an experience.
There are prod and cons in the life age led but one thing for sure she did it on her terms and took the blame for things that went wrong and enjoyed the fruits of what went right.
Her passion and desire to learn Odissi, the lengths she went to learn it is really appreciable. Her efforts to create the dance village Nrityagram is amazing. Along with these two of her achievements that will inspire people her life and the lessons she learnt will surely make the reader a better human being.
Overall good language, bold thoughts and a pathe very few would be able to travel and be brave to write about so openly is rare.
Women today talk about being bold doing things they want to do but somewhere they are still struggling and not able to come out of the restrictions set by the society. Here in this book Protima comes across as a woman who felt that the life we are living is just "Timepass" so we need to enjoy and experience all that we think of and can do.
She was a rebel as Fara as Indian orthodox society would say but from her point of view she was happy doing things which were sin as per the rules set by the world around.
It is enriching and a good learning experience as you become more stronger mentally and feel uplifted to go out and do whatever pleases you. Without thinking whether what you are doing is right or wrong, it must be taken as an experience.
There are prod and cons in the life age led but one thing for sure she did it on her terms and took the blame for things that went wrong and enjoyed the fruits of what went right.
Her passion and desire to learn Odissi, the lengths she went to learn it is really appreciable. Her efforts to create the dance village Nrityagram is amazing. Along with these two of her achievements that will inspire people her life and the lessons she learnt will surely make the reader a better human being.
Overall good language, bold thoughts and a pathe very few would be able to travel and be brave to write about so openly is rare.
September 29, 2018
A fast read and enjoyable read about someone I have always been curious.
I picked up this book as I have always been fascinated with Protima Bedi and her beautiful daughter Pooja Bedi. (@Pooja - do write your memoir sometime). I really enjoyed this book for a couple of reasons
1) Very fast and enjoyable read, totally a kind of book I love to read.
2) It feels like a movie about this sensational person who has lived her life like a movie star.
3) The most interesting part for me was that this book talks about very personal aspects in explicit details, making one wonder where the boundaries are for such a person.
This book opens your eyes to a life challenged by society, to a person who has lived by her rules with no boundaries. The whole philosophy or her life is 'Timepass' - you are on earth for little while to pass time, enjoy and live it to fullest.
I picked up this book as I have always been fascinated with Protima Bedi and her beautiful daughter Pooja Bedi. (@Pooja - do write your memoir sometime). I really enjoyed this book for a couple of reasons
1) Very fast and enjoyable read, totally a kind of book I love to read.
2) It feels like a movie about this sensational person who has lived her life like a movie star.
3) The most interesting part for me was that this book talks about very personal aspects in explicit details, making one wonder where the boundaries are for such a person.
This book opens your eyes to a life challenged by society, to a person who has lived by her rules with no boundaries. The whole philosophy or her life is 'Timepass' - you are on earth for little while to pass time, enjoy and live it to fullest.
December 13, 2020
कल्पनांना छेद देणारं पुस्तक
सहजच हे पुस्तक वाचण्यात आलं…
खरतर आजवर वाचलेल्या पुस्तकांत सगळ्यात वेगळं असं हे पुस्तक…काहीजणांना अतिशय तद्दन फालतू वाटेल असं किंवा काहींना अतिशय उदारमतवादी वाटेल असं
स्वातंत्र्य आणि व्यभिचार याविषयी अगदीच पुसट कल्पना असतात आपल्या मनात पण हे पुस्तक आपल्याला त्याविषयी अगदीच खोल विचार करण्यास भाग पाडतं…
मी स्वतः अर्ध्यातून सोडून देणार होतो पुस्तक इतकं फालतू वाटत मध्येच …पण तरी अगदी रेटलं काहीवेळा स्वतःला …
काही chapters मात्र अतिशय वाचनीय आहेत…
सहजच हे पुस्तक वाचण्यात आलं…
खरतर आजवर वाचलेल्या पुस्तकांत सगळ्यात वेगळं असं हे पुस्तक…काहीजणांना अतिशय तद्दन फालतू वाटेल असं किंवा काहींना अतिशय उदारमतवादी वाटेल असं
स्वातंत्र्य आणि व्यभिचार याविषयी अगदीच पुसट कल्पना असतात आपल्या मनात पण हे पुस्तक आपल्याला त्याविषयी अगदीच खोल विचार करण्यास भाग पाडतं…
मी स्वतः अर्ध्यातून सोडून देणार होतो पुस्तक इतकं फालतू वाटत मध्येच …पण तरी अगदी रेटलं काहीवेळा स्वतःला …
काही chapters मात्र अतिशय वाचनीय आहेत…
January 27, 2021
An interesting read for the glimpses of history and if you feel like you need a live-life kick in the pants, but she was a bit deluded and contradictory. Sounds like she was a selfish but amazingly interesting and pioneering human. And she certainly knew it.
February 3, 2022
Definitely a life well lived with all its ups and downs. Her writing shows all her inherent flaws which make one cringe at times. However she did create something which was much bigger than her in a way with her bare hands.
January 13, 2023
It's a account of Protima Bedi's carefree and careless life.
The book is a must to read for everyone to understand even if you think your life is a timepass...this can cost you and your family a lot of mental and physical trouble.
The book is a must to read for everyone to understand even if you think your life is a timepass...this can cost you and your family a lot of mental and physical trouble.
March 13, 2019
As Khushwant Singh has written at the back cover - 'No one will be able to put down timepass once he or she starts reading it'.
December 30, 2019
A wonderful read.
Couldn't put this down after the 1st few pages.
What a courageous soul.
Couldn't put this down after the 1st few pages.
What a courageous soul.
September 22, 2011
Though I've been eyeing it for a long time, I picked up this book from my lending library on a day when I was particularly in a "I am-just-going-to-follow-my-heart" state of mind.
The book is a collection of letters and excerpts from Protima Bedi’s journals. She wished to publish her Autobiography someday but little did she know that it would be published posthumously.
The presentation of the book is as raw and as simple as Protima Bedi’s outlook towards life. The book does not carry any air of the classy-literary style that one would expect from a noted classical dancer's memoirs nor do you find the sensationalism of a bold model's life story. The journal entries are all straightforward and the letters are simple and straight from the heart. Beyond being known as the Nudist of Juhu and the creator of Nrityagram, we see a very simple, even innocent person at the core. Her exploits, love affairs, struggles are all discussed very honestly and in a matter of fact style. The few black and white photographs that are added could have been of a better quality. They also don't contribute much to the story of Protima Bedi. Pooja Bedi and the editor perhaps didn't have accesss to many good pictures.
Initially, I felt the title of the book “Timepass” was rather frivolous. Only later one realizes that it sums up her simple philosophy of life. She says only birth and death are the two truths of life and everything else in between is just “timepass". There are such little sometimes unintended nuggets of wisdom in many chapters. The book offers some surprising and shocking moments - for instance, when she casually mentions names of celebrities and well-known people as her lovers/friends and when she talks about the ordeals she faces during her Odissi training days and the initial days of Nrityagram
The last couple of chapters are very moving and philosophical in nature. The readers are taken to another level in terms of their understanding of Protima Gauri Bedi (How she drops the name Bedi and adds Gauri is quite funny). Her thoughts and actions during the last few chapters almost seem prophetic. One perhaps just needs to be in touch with his/her inner self to walk the path to sheer Bliss.
Inspiring in parts, thought provoking and touching in parts, this book is a good read for those who appreciate the essence of of free-spiritedness and is sure to be more than just a “timepass”!
The book is a collection of letters and excerpts from Protima Bedi’s journals. She wished to publish her Autobiography someday but little did she know that it would be published posthumously.
The presentation of the book is as raw and as simple as Protima Bedi’s outlook towards life. The book does not carry any air of the classy-literary style that one would expect from a noted classical dancer's memoirs nor do you find the sensationalism of a bold model's life story. The journal entries are all straightforward and the letters are simple and straight from the heart. Beyond being known as the Nudist of Juhu and the creator of Nrityagram, we see a very simple, even innocent person at the core. Her exploits, love affairs, struggles are all discussed very honestly and in a matter of fact style. The few black and white photographs that are added could have been of a better quality. They also don't contribute much to the story of Protima Bedi. Pooja Bedi and the editor perhaps didn't have accesss to many good pictures.
Initially, I felt the title of the book “Timepass” was rather frivolous. Only later one realizes that it sums up her simple philosophy of life. She says only birth and death are the two truths of life and everything else in between is just “timepass". There are such little sometimes unintended nuggets of wisdom in many chapters. The book offers some surprising and shocking moments - for instance, when she casually mentions names of celebrities and well-known people as her lovers/friends and when she talks about the ordeals she faces during her Odissi training days and the initial days of Nrityagram
The last couple of chapters are very moving and philosophical in nature. The readers are taken to another level in terms of their understanding of Protima Gauri Bedi (How she drops the name Bedi and adds Gauri is quite funny). Her thoughts and actions during the last few chapters almost seem prophetic. One perhaps just needs to be in touch with his/her inner self to walk the path to sheer Bliss.
Inspiring in parts, thought provoking and touching in parts, this book is a good read for those who appreciate the essence of of free-spiritedness and is sure to be more than just a “timepass”!
November 5, 2020
Tldr: if you're looking for tabloid gossip read this book
I am in awe of Nrityagram and wanted to know more about the woman behind it which is the reason why I picked this book.
I'm unsure how to rate this book. I understand that this book is a draft manuscript that was published posthumously by her daughter which explains the bad grammar, typos, and terrible sentence structure. Since I don't know much about Bollywood I felt like I was going through a hodgepodge of names of people from the 70's who lived the lifestyle- sex, drugs, and rock and roll. The parts about her son and Nrityagram are readable but failed to make a connection with me.
One must respect her courage to write about her relationships openly which can be frowned upon in India. 2 stars for her honesty
I am in awe of Nrityagram and wanted to know more about the woman behind it which is the reason why I picked this book.
I'm unsure how to rate this book. I understand that this book is a draft manuscript that was published posthumously by her daughter which explains the bad grammar, typos, and terrible sentence structure. Since I don't know much about Bollywood I felt like I was going through a hodgepodge of names of people from the 70's who lived the lifestyle- sex, drugs, and rock and roll. The parts about her son and Nrityagram are readable but failed to make a connection with me.
One must respect her courage to write about her relationships openly which can be frowned upon in India. 2 stars for her honesty
December 22, 2024
ಪ್ರೂತಿಮಾ ಬೇಡಿ ಎಂಬ ವಿಲಕ್ಷಣ ಜೀವಿಯಂತೆ ನಲವತ್ತೊಂಬತ್ತು ವರ್ಷಗಳ ಕಾಲ ಪ್ರತಿ ನಿಮಿಷವನ್ನೂ ಇಷ್ಟೊಂದು ತೀವ್ರವಾಗಿ ಬದುಕಿ ಬಿಡುವುದು ಮತ್ಯಾವ ಹೆಂಗಸಿಗಾದರೂ ಸಾಧ್ಯವೋ ಏನೋ?
"ಕಬೀರ ಬೇಡಿಯಿಂದ" ಹಿಡಿದು "ಪಂಡಿತ್ ಜಸ್ರಾಜ್" ತನಕ, "ರಜನಿ ಪಟೇಲ್"ನಿಂದ ಹಿಡಿದು ಕೇಂದ್ರ ಮಂತ್ರಿ 'ಮನು' ತನಕ ಚಿತ್ರವಿಚಿತ್ರದ, ದೇಶವಿದೇಶಗಳ ಗಂಡಸರೊಂದಿಗೆ ಸಂಬಂಧವಿರಿಸಿಕೊಂಡ ಪ್ರೊತಿಮಾ ಬೇಡಿ-
ವರ್ಷಗಟ್ಟಲೆ ಕುಡಿದಳು,
ಚರಸ್ ಸೇದಿದಳು,
ಬೆತ್ತಲೆ ಓಡಿದಳು!
ಅಷ್ಟೇ ಆಗಿದ್ದಿದ್ದರೆ ಪ್ರೊತಿಮಾ ಬೇಡಿಯ ಜೀವಿತಗಾಥೆ,
ಒಬ್ಬ ಕ್ಷುದ್ರ ಹೆಂಗಸಿನ ಹೀನ ಚರಿತ್ರೆಯೆನ್ನಿಸಿಕೊಂಡು ಬಿಡುತ್ತಿತ್ತು. ಆದರೆ ಪ್ರೊತಿಮಾ ತನಗೇ ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲದಂತೆ ಬದಲಾದಳು. ಒಡಿಸ್ಸಿ ನೃತ್ಯ ಸಾಮ್ರಾಜ್ಯದ ತಾರೆಯಾದಳು.
ಬೆಂಗಳೂರಿನ ಬಳಿ ನೃತ್ಯಗ್ರಾಮ ಕಟ್ಟಿದಳು.
ಸನ್ಯಾಸಿನಿಯಾದಳು.
ತನ್ನಿಬ್ಬರು ಮಕ್ಕಳಿಗೆ ತಾಯಿಯಾಗಬೇಕೆಂದು ತುಂಬ ಚಡಪಡಿಸಿದಳು.
ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡ ಗಂಡನಿಗಾಗಿ,
ಗೆಳೆಯರಿಗಾಗಿ ಹಂಬಲಿಸಿದಳು.
ಮೊಮ್ಮಗುವಿಗೆ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಅಜ್ಜಿಯಾದಳು.
ನೋಡನೋಡುತ್ತಲೇ ಸತ್ತೂ ಹೋದಳು.
'ಟೈಂಪಾಸ್' - ರವಿ ಬೆಳಗೆರೆ
"ಕಬೀರ ಬೇಡಿಯಿಂದ" ಹಿಡಿದು "ಪಂಡಿತ್ ಜಸ್ರಾಜ್" ತನಕ, "ರಜನಿ ಪಟೇಲ್"ನಿಂದ ಹಿಡಿದು ಕೇಂದ್ರ ಮಂತ್ರಿ 'ಮನು' ತನಕ ಚಿತ್ರವಿಚಿತ್ರದ, ದೇಶವಿದೇಶಗಳ ಗಂಡಸರೊಂದಿಗೆ ಸಂಬಂಧವಿರಿಸಿಕೊಂಡ ಪ್ರೊತಿಮಾ ಬೇಡಿ-
ವರ್ಷಗಟ್ಟಲೆ ಕುಡಿದಳು,
ಚರಸ್ ಸೇದಿದಳು,
ಬೆತ್ತಲೆ ಓಡಿದಳು!
ಅಷ್ಟೇ ಆಗಿದ್ದಿದ್ದರೆ ಪ್ರೊತಿಮಾ ಬೇಡಿಯ ಜೀವಿತಗಾಥೆ,
ಒಬ್ಬ ಕ್ಷುದ್ರ ಹೆಂಗಸಿನ ಹೀನ ಚರಿತ್ರೆಯೆನ್ನಿಸಿಕೊಂಡು ಬಿಡುತ್ತಿತ್ತು. ಆದರೆ ಪ್ರೊತಿಮಾ ತನಗೇ ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲದಂತೆ ಬದಲಾದಳು. ಒಡಿಸ್ಸಿ ನೃತ್ಯ ಸಾಮ್ರಾಜ್ಯದ ತಾರೆಯಾದಳು.
ಬೆಂಗಳೂರಿನ ಬಳಿ ನೃತ್ಯಗ್ರಾಮ ಕಟ್ಟಿದಳು.
ಸನ್ಯಾಸಿನಿಯಾದಳು.
ತನ್ನಿಬ್ಬರು ಮಕ್ಕಳಿಗೆ ತಾಯಿಯಾಗಬೇಕೆಂದು ತುಂಬ ಚಡಪಡಿಸಿದಳು.
ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡ ಗಂಡನಿಗಾಗಿ,
ಗೆಳೆಯರಿಗಾಗಿ ಹಂಬಲಿಸಿದಳು.
ಮೊಮ್ಮಗುವಿಗೆ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಅಜ್ಜಿಯಾದಳು.
ನೋಡನೋಡುತ್ತಲೇ ಸತ್ತೂ ಹೋದಳು.
'ಟೈಂಪಾಸ್' - ರವಿ ಬೆಳಗೆರೆ
May 12, 2014
If one manages to look beyond the sensational life the lady, Protima Bedi, chose to live, one will begin to grasp what a remarkably strong, courageous and indomitable woman she was. Yes, one may not agree with everything she did or said, but she lived her life with such unabashed zest that not marvelling where she got all her energy from is nearly impossible. I wish her daughter would release a new and updated edition of the book with better page quality, crisper sub-editing and more photographs.
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