Ravichandran used to stay in the same mansion as my father. Apparently, he was so broke that my father and his friends had to sponsor his lunches, tiffin and cigarette often. We met him once in a cine reception in 80's, and he was down to earth and called my father "aNNE, ningaLLAm illainA nAn heroaagi irukka mudiyAdhuNNE".