Rocky sa swayamvar

There are very few things that can bring a smile to my neo existentialism these days, Rakhi ka swayamvar is one of them. Over the years Rakhi sawant has created an a brand out of herself.. she is bold, outspoken, melodramatic, self made and a child of the increasingly sensationalist media. So when Rakhi announced that she was looking for a groom suddenly people sat up and said... really?? Thus began a reality show where Rakhi Sawant and 16 rather intimidated men held hands and moonlighted in different parts of a rather well decorated fort. All the men were in love with her and and wanted to marry her and in a world where men are often rumoured to be commitment phobic, here were 16 men who couldnt wait to tie the knot and took full advantage of this launch pad as their claim to fame. Mouthing wonderfully scripted lines, it would be hard to find a bunch of more liberal and broad minded men in one room at any given point of time. The attempts to profess love often bordering on the ridiculous included showering her with petals, playing a dhol and forcibly dragging Rakhi away mid conversation or mouthing lines that would make a mills and boons writer cringe in agony. What was even more interesting was Rakhi's attempts at being the perfect coy Indian bride. However one cannot deny the fact that the woman for all her melodrama and inanity makes very interesting viewing, and at a time when all women all television are supposed to be docile whimpering souls, here was a woman, refreshingly crass and yet utterly confident. I mean I would love to see one of the many ideal women on television tell a guy that he is no match for her.. or make a man's ex seem like a bigger threat then world war three...or sit under trees and listen to men tell you how their hearts are bursting with affection , so much so that their pea sized brains were in danger. How I wish I could see a heroine say on live television that she wants to marry three men.. or utter gems like maine teeno ke naam ki mehendi lagayi hain.. and you thought Draupadi existed only in prehistoric India.
Rakhi displayed a wide array of eyeshadow colours as she blushed and preened, while her many tatoos peeped out of barely there blouses and low waist saris. Finally on D Day Elesh and Rakhi's love, often lost in translation seemed to conquer all. I guess the fact that both dont speak languages the other understands will ensure that they never get into arguments and have any intelligent discussions. Rakhi's rocky swayamvar done, her supposed engagement is now on the rocks, since she and bald and lingusitically challenged Elesh got busy violently shaking a child, and trying to force feed a wailing baby.
And just when I thought there was hope television stooped to a new low again where people gave their unsuspecting children into the arms of unwilling parents and a leading entertainment channel is now proposing to get a druggie, ex wife beater, divorcee and person with criminal charges to get married..Nothing seems to be beyond the realms of entertainment these days.

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