More skeletons seem to be tumbling out of the cupboard of lies and deceits in connection with the arrest of Dileep.
The latest revelations by scriptwriter Rafeeque Seelat are shocking. Seelat, who did scripts for the movies Panchapandavar, Padanayakan and Good Boys, shared his version of the story in a Facebook post on how Dileep allegedly ruined Seelat’s life because the former witnessed a 'peeping tom' act of Dileep while on the location of Padanakayan.
Here’s a moderated version of Seelat's FB post:
Dear Dileep, you were Gopalakrishnan to me till September 3, 1996. But soon I realized it was a sin to have named you after the great God Lord Krishna who loved and was beloved to all of mankind. How could you be called after a great god who stood only for benevolence, while all that in you was pure evil. On that particular night of which I am talking, I saw the real you… the demon, the devil that lurked in you… spiteful and vengeful.
Do you remember that night in Ernakulam? We were in Hotel Elite when you and your gang, high on booze, tortured me for hours on end and how, I like a beggar, pleaded with you to stop the cruelty. But you wouldn’t. To this day, I have not forgotten a word of what you told me that night…. cold and foreboding. You said:
“You are finished. Your chapter is closed. Seelatt the scriptwriter is no more. I am the one ordained to perform your last rites. It’s my turn now."
I know why you ruined me, annihilated the writer in me. For 20 years I had made my mark as a scriptwriter. In one stroke, you fixed me. But only the two of us know why you did that. I have not disclosed that secret to anybody all these years. Now it’s my turn. Let the public know.
It was the break after Sallapam. You were just a novice in the Malayalam industry. I was planning to cast you along with Vijayaraghavan in Padanayakan, a role which was actually meant for Suresh Gopi or Jayaram. While the producers were all for Vijayaraghavan, they ruled you out.
But knowing your potential, I pleaded with the producer who finally relented and that’s how you got in. The shooting began and we were all camping in Hotel Orchid in Ernakulam. On the third night, I stepped out on to the balcony for a fag when I saw a sight which stunned me then and haunts me to this day.
There stood someone, someone unfamiliar to me, on the edge of the balcony, holding on to your upturned legs. The sight sent a chill down my spine. One small misstep or had he lost grip of an upside you, you would have been but a memory today. And all this daring, for what? What was your intention? To see the lead lady undressing!
I had stumbled upon you by mistake. I did not do any moral policing that night. I chastised you just to save you, save your life. Unfortunately, several others had witnessed this.
When this spilled out and became public, you got enraged. You confused the lead actor into a state of indecisiveness. You got a hapless journalist to rewrite my script which you succeeded in branding as 'useless.' Your quotation tactics had already begun!
The journalist made a mishmash of things. Nothing more was heard of him other than that he fell off a train in a drunken stupor.
As for the assistant director, he is still wandering around the capital city, neither here nor there. Your vengeance ruined me of all my chances and I lost over a hundred films all because of you.
I did not rejoice on hearing your plight, because I’m not as mean as you are.
This has been my experience and I’m sharing this with the public. There are several others who have been at the receiving end of his spite. If anybody is willing to share his or her experience, we are all ears.