I was one of the lucky few people who did not experience the disgraceful
bits of the media coverage of Sridevi’s death firsthand. I had woken up
in the morning to the news of the tragedy on WhatsApp messages, and my
wife and I immediately decided that we needed to share with our
22-year-old daughter what Sridevi had meant to us when we were her age;
she had to know. So that was the way our family spent that evening,
watching a film in which Sridevi had captivated me and my would-be wife,
nearly three decades ago. We missed all the nasty stuff on the news
channels.
Source: livemint
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