Shah Rukh Khan is a workaholic. My Dad is another, albeit he
is no King Khan. And my degree of reverence for both touches an inexplicable
level. These are people who are almost married to their work. The
always-so-dedicated lady of the house might turn into a nagging figure, the
kids might kick up a fuss... and the nosy neighbours
might hold a grudge or two, occasionally. But the bottom-lineis : there is no
picture as remarkably inspirational as that of a man consumed by his work. Such
perceptive minds are shrouded by a whiff of mystery. I have always been
intrigued by what keeps these men going. And when I say ‘going’, it really
means working 28 hours a day! This blog is born more out of my attempt to get
an inch closer to the ‘engine’ that drives them.
