SHEKHAR Kapur has been haunted by the question, what is infinity, since he was 12. He would lie on his back, on the terrace of his Nizamuddin home in Delhi, and ponder about the Milky Way with his mother, Sheela. "I’d ask her where the sky extended to. And she’d say, to forever. I’d go to physics class the next day, and they’d tell me anything that can’t be measured doesn’t exist,” he smiles over the memory of contradictions when we meet at a Juhu café.

Shekhar Kapur