Have you noticed how artists (especially actors) who have gone past their prime are relegated to the bottom shelf of memory? And the media digs them up for a one line news item for a day (or two if they are ailing), half a day or less, if it’s a website. Another actor passes on. Another day is born. No one cares. When this veteran actor of films like Shri 420, Pakeezah, Julie and Sagar was admitted to Tardeo’s Bhatia Hospital on Friday, she hadn’t eaten in two weeks.
So Nadiraji has left this world for a better place. After a struggle with an illness. But she remains immortal now thanks to the movies she made. Who doesn’t remember “Mudh mudh ke na dekh?” Many tributes are popping up over the Net. Some have called her a “sophisticated vamp.” But this trendsetter vamp was born in Israel as Florence Ezekiel. In fact, her only living relative her brother still lives there.
[Just thinking aloud: Why is it that Hindi cinema’s vamps back then, like Nadira and Helen, were all imported (Isreal graciously gave Nadira and Burma Helen) from outside India? Did India think that Indian women couldn’t be “bad” not even on screen?]