I especially have very fond memories associated with the 10th day of Dassera. My friends and I would meet up and build this huge 7-feet-tall Ravan, which we'd burn at around sunset in our colony. And this was no ordinary Ravan. We'd actually sit and hand-mix the contents of glue and glitter with the dough and wrap it around newspaper for the base.

What is the obsession with not repeating clothes or making appearances that have been similar to the one's we've made in the past? Why is the fashion police so intense? What do they expect from us? What kind of pressure is this?

When I see people scratching and clawing towards ambition and greed, I wonder why they are doing it and for what.

When I began my career, I had films with the biggest film-makers in the country.

I love being a mother. I loved being a daughter, a sister, a wife. I love being a woman with men. I love having given birth.

I spend time with my wife. It's a luxury. We love travelling... we love going to nice, exotic places far away from the world and from prying eyes.

I love the conflict of relationships on 'Justified.'

I'd always been quite wary of doing a romantic comedy. They all seem the same to me.