18/06/2014

Couldn't Relate to Run Away Brides in Bollywood ?

Last to last weekend, we were discussing how unexciting, our lives have become, after watching Hansee to Phansee.

Fav scene : Soup one by two. One by two main do se jyaada
aata hai ! 
Even if we slightly like the movie, we know a focus group discussion will follow, me, him, Sammy on mute, our thumps up and our beanny (bean bag).

I was lamenting, how i couldn't relate with bollywood romcom flicks these days. I fear, how our love story is shaping towards a conventional Mr and Mrs Sinha types now. None of us have done any adventure in our engagement or wedding, whatsoever.


Sinha Ji being himself, simply manages to participate in such discussions, with nodding his head and let me present my logic or a lack of it in a passionate way.  


I was 9 years old when this movie was released.
Those were VCR days, renting cassettes. We have bought this
cassette and  i had watched it atleast if not more, 15 times.
Like, these days doing a love marriage, an intercaste, inter state one is not enough unless you haven't ran away from your shaadi ka mandap. Pick any movie from recent times, Love Aaj Kal, Shuddh Desi Romance, Mere Brother ki Dulhan, Pyaar ke Side Effects and now this one.

For me, the most convincing run away bride of Indian Cinema will remain one and only Pooja Bhatt in the classic movie Dil Hai Ki Maanta Nahi. 

The cult dialouge was "Tum aaise ulloo ke patthe ke saath kaise shaadi kar sakti ho?"

The way its depicted in the movies lately, it seemed as if there is nothing fascinating or valorous, if you have settled for the one you think you are in love with whole heartedly. 

Is indecisiveness the new true love trait? 

I am marrying you, but, I do ishqwala love to somebody else ! Means, we fall in love to know how it feels and then we ditch that person and find a real someone lol. 

Really? 

Even after giving a lot of gyaan on why we should wait, spend time to choose fine tea instead of readily available coffee, the youth in our house is not convinced enough. Worst is they have just cut me out of their single ready to mingle life :-( Sad me and my gossip gullak. She is getting cranky with no body giving her any masala. Oh !

Desperately waiting for 25th, when the Queen of Gossip is going to give me darshan in all her glory and gifts from Thailand. I can already smell the aromatic oils and salt scrubs. 

May be, if jabardasti i have to have one adventure moment from my wedding, then what would it be...? 

On way back from beauty parlour i was stuck in traffic jam. In between the venue and the place i was, there was an ashram of Baba Jai Gurudev, some religious mela he organizes during winter season - a mega one with thousands of heads. That was the only time when my mobile phone had fully utilized its feature of call logs and counted 59 missed calls, to be precise. Only 59 ? Ahh in wait for the decision of life :( 

Bridesmaid concept is good, but in Indian weddings you are just assigned with one with no questions asked. And look at the gender blender moment, i had my chota bhai MS at disposal to run errands, even though i am privileged to have a younger sister but to no avail. Attaboy, heard all the music from our family (imagine a shaadi ka ghar) to trace where the dulhan is? 

Did a pessimist in our home thought the bride had run away ? No, i am way too novice for that. 

The make  up wali aunty  was playing a cosmetic leveler on the day of my life, to match the bride for the role of badi bahu next to dashing groom playing. Dollops of zinc oxide was caked upon in plenty to make the dulhan gori. I don't know why i took it so casually and settled for that parlour. Actually, I tried to book an appointment with the best, but she was  hijacked months ago when this to be bride was cooling heels in Mumbai. 

I somehow reached the venue taking a detour to avoid Baba Ji ki rally. After reaching i was ordered to march towards the stage. And there was no photographer in sight (he met with a real road accident that fateful day), so, sent a replacement. This photographer had no clue of the bride or the venue or i guess even the camera. In the end, no photo shoot was done for the bride, the way you would have seen in weddings. 

Some pics are there but they are by side of PC, AS, RDidi where i am not looking like a bride even an inch. 

After that i don't buy the argument and lesson learnt is देर आये पर दुरुस्त आये. अजी  नहीं , तनिक देर से आये और तुरंत ही ढेर हे गये.  

Sharing an interesting tweet from @frozenmusik.

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