Sanjeev and me used to spend most of our evenings in Mumbai at a particular Chinese hotel which they said belonged to the mother of Neetu Singh who later married Rishi Kapoor. On a typical evening we met around seven thirty and started drinking. Sanjeev who was a strict vegetarian at home gorged on the choicest nonvegetarian delicacies till late in the night and we then shifted to a dhaaba on Linking Road called Jai Jawan Jai Kisaan Dhaaba. It was run by retired fight directors and fighters, who prepared the best tandoori chicken and biryaani which Sanjeev relished.

In Hyderabad he made it a point to continue this Mumbai trend of ours, the only difference being that the venue was his suite in the hotel. We talked about every possible subject as the drinks continued to flow. He was so full of concern when he realized that I was too drunk that he walked me to my suite which was just two minutes away.