Once when she was asked by American TV journalist Barbara Walters about what she would like inscribed on her tombstone,Liz Taylor replied,Here lies Liz. She lived. Wait,no….Here lies Elizabeth. She hated being called Liz. But she lived. If Elizabeth inspired evocative prose,Liz inspired poetry.
If Elizabeth set emotions ablaze with her beauty,Liz burnt audiences with her passion. She was a brilliant actor and to make matters worse as someone said she was gorgeous too. Glamour didnt need adjectives with Liz around,but her appetite for lifes roller-coaster aches and thrills kept writers busy looking up the thesaurus for new ways to talk about her. And then one day,two days back,she went away,to live on in these pictures which the world will always recognise.
Cleopatra is dead,long live Elizabeth.