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A Birthday Throwback With Mukesh Khanna : Before Netflix, TV Meant Something Else In The 'Shaktimaan' Era
There are birthdays that feel personal, even if the person's never stepped into your house. Mukesh Khanna's is one of them. He wasn't just Shaktimaan or Bhishma. He was the man who kept showing up on screen week after week while the rest of us figured out school uniforms, lunchboxes, and why the TV antenna needed to be turned at exactly the right angle.
Doordarshan wasn't perfect. The picture was grainy, the sound often fuzzy. But the shows? We still carry them with us and they always showed up when they said they would. Wishing Mr Khanna today means looking back-not just at him, but at the Doordarshan shows we all grew up with. Here's to all of it.
Shaktimaan
Sunday afternoons came with the Shaktimaan theme tune. You didn't need to be reminded. You were already there still in your pyjamas, half-eaten lunch on the plate, volume turned up.
Gangadhar was odd, but you liked him. Shaktimaan was serious, but you listened. It didn't matter that the effects were clunky. He said things that made sense. "Help people." "Tell the truth." That sort of thing. You never rolled your eyes at him. You just watched with a smile.
Malgudi Days
You didn't need to know the setting. Once the opening tune played, you knew where you were. Not just a town on screen-but somewhere that felt oddly close.
Swami's world was simple. A teacher he feared, a friend he followed everywhere, a corner shop, a home with rules. The pace was unhurried-not slow, just steady. And maybe that's why it felt easy to keep watching. It didn't pull you in. It just opened the door and let you sit for a while.
Chitrahaar
This was your midweek playlist before "playlist" was a word. You didn't get to choose the songs. Sometimes you got lucky. Sometimes not.

But even if the picture was flickering and the tape crackled, you still sat through it. Your parents recognised every face on screen. You recognised a few. You all watched anyway.
Surabhi
No one called it educational. No one had to. It was interesting. You watched someone carve idols out of stone or cook in a leaf-covered pot.
You found out how postal stamps were designed. You didn't plan to learn something-you just did. Every episode felt like a visit to someone else's life.
The Sunday Movie
There were no trailers, no countdowns. Just a title card and the film would begin. It didn't matter if it was an old Dev Anand film or something dubbed from Telugu. You watched it start to end. If someone changed the channel, they'd hear about it.
The movie was background and foreground at once. You peeled peas during the songs. Laughed when your father laughed and tried to guess the ending alongwith him. What's more? You didn't care if you were wrong.
Byomkesh Bakshi
Before crime shows turned slick and dramatic, there was Byomkesh Bakshi. No background score trying to build suspense. No jump cuts. Just sharp questions and long silences that made you lean in. Rajit Kapoor's Byomkesh didn't chase clues-he observed, listened, and thought.
The Kolkata lanes, the creaky furniture, the deliberate pacing-it all felt real. You weren't watching for the twist. You were watching to figure it out with him. For many, it was the first time a detective felt less like a hero and more like someone who might live next door.
So Where Does Mukesh Khanna Fit In?
Right in the middle of all of this. His face was familiar, yes but so was his steadiness.
As Bhishma, he barely moved, and yet you listened. As Shaktimaan, he spoke directly to you and you took him seriously. He never tried to be cool. Maybe that's why he was.
He was part of that Doordarshan rhythm. The one we didn't realise we'd miss until it was gone.
So yes, today's his birthday.
And maybe that's just a reason, a good excuse to go back to a time when TV felt less noisy. When it waited for you to show up. When someone like Mukesh Khanna could become a fixture not because he demanded attention but because he actually earned it.
And whether it was a superhero, a silent warrior, or a familiar voice at the end of a lesson like in the form of 'Choti Choti Magar Moti Baatein' you noticed.
Even now, you still do.



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