I am grateful to him for the entertainment he provided. He probably was not in the same league as Johny Walker, Om Prakash, Mehmood and Kishore Kumar but was close second.
Many times I have tried to walk like him, wearing the same “stupid” smile he wore doing it. No one laughed except my mother.
I have lost the count of number of films he acted in.
Only the other day, I saw him performing in Chhoti Si Baat (1975) where he played a cameo so well that my thirteen-year-old son burst into laughing
Talk of longevity of an actor.
Whenever I saw him, I knew my money was not entirely lost. He stood his ground in the company of likes of Dev Anand (Jab Pyar Kisi Se Hota Hai, 1961) and Shammi Kapoor (An Evening in Paris, 1967) quite effortlessly.
Thank you, Mr. Nath.
Artist: C W Anderson The New Yorker 21 June 1930