Alone in a makeup room of Filmalaya Studios, Balraj Sahni’s hands were shaking over the Remington typewriter he liked to carry everywhere. To his son, then a college student who had just walked in to get a cheque signed by his father, he appeared to be in an uncharacteristically foul mood: “I wondered if somebody had hurt him. He had not been drinking the night before.” As the actor got up — still trembling — and the son offered to steady him, he barked: “Haath kya laga raha hai? (Keep your hands off me).” It became clear later, when he