The very mention of Madhubala (born on St. Valentines Day, 14 February 1933) conjures up a vivid image of a love goddess possessing bewitching beauty, dazzling radiance, subtle sensuality, and, above all, a tantalizing screen presence. Her histrionic performances held (and continue to hold) audiences/viewers entranced. Her talent was phenomenal, and she could literally glide through a movie, whatever be the role. She could convey an impressive array of emotions with her eloquent eyes and nuanced expressions without resorting to melodramatic facial contortions. Tragedy, romance, comedy, drama and what have you she could take everything in her stride, exquisitely and flawlessly, as convincingly proved by superhits such as Mahal, Tarana, Mr. and Mrs. 55, Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi and the magnum opus, Mughal?e?Azam. The last few years of her life were spent in virtual solitude, despite her being married to Kishore Kumar, and death (on 23 February 1969), in a way, came as a release for her. But the legend of Madhubala lives on . . .