I did not talk to Dilip saab during the remaining shoot of the film. In fact, for years, I did not speak to him, even when we met at parties, I wouldnt even look at him, though my husband and Dilip saab would chat away merrily. And later, when I confronted Doctor saab, he told me with a big grin, You women have the brains of a frog. But whenever I met his wife Saira Banu, she was always nice to me. At a Delhi party, she told me, Yeh kya hai? You both teamed so well, made such great films together. Even my mother was so fond of you. She took me to Dilip saab and we greeted each other. At the same party, we had some friends in common, and they too advised, Kya bachpana hai! (How childish!) You should make up. <BR><BR><br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>Then one fine day Saira called me up at Madras, Oh main aapko yaad kar rahi thee (I was remembering you). We must have dinner together when youre in Bombay. She asked me when I was coming next and then added, Why carry it on forever? Now everything is forgotten and forgiven. Well, I dont think of myself that mighty to forgive anybody. It is only God who forgives. I think I have tried to forget. There are certain actions or behaviour patterns, which dont complement your stature. Dilip saabs unprofessional attitude was untenable. There was no personal problem between us, we shared such good chemistry on the screen. At that time, as a serious artiste, it was not my pride that was hurt, but I protested against the lack of ethics in a person who was such a great legend. There has to be inherent belief in a certain ethos. At times, even grace and sincerity take a knock — like what happened in Sangam and Ram Aur Shyam. It was really below the caliber of those two giants of Indian cinema. Today, of course, I just laugh it away. One moves on. I still dont know why that misinformation was being circulated and why they did what they did — and now Im not interested in knowing about it either.<br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>