Dirty Picture – Ms. Bombaat Balan

Dirty Picture is wholly dedicated to Vidya Balan. She is sheer excellence in the industry. I was appalled to see her bold role in ‘The Dirty Picture’. Only she could’ve done justice to the role of Silk Smitha. No other actress can take such colossal step in their career of distorting their hour glass figure for a role like Silk. Vidya must have received countless accolades by almost every viewer and all types of celebrities. From the beginning to the end, there wasn’t a single scene boring or a drag. Her every move, every dialogue, every act, every thumka, deserves a huge applaud. It’s so hard to digest the fact that Vidya gained all that weight just for this movie. Not only did she gain the extra baggage, she also flaunted the tires, the love handles, her bulky arms and huge legs without any hesitation. The erotic and vulgar scenes were performed by such ease and comfort – again this calls for applause!

This movie made me Google Silk Smitha. She was a reigning queen of South movies at her time. She sure had to deal with a lot of criticism because of her amatory and kinky-ness in every role. Silk was considered the masala entertainment in a movie; which, in return made the box office go bling-bling. Even after Silk’s demise, her role turned out to be $gold$ for one lady! Ekta Kapoor did it once again. She knows exactly how to give a blockbuster hit. For some reason, she always puts all the right elements together and makes a big masala picture.

It’s so hard to imagine Vidya Balan [who is considered not erotic at all] in a sexy role. I still wonder how and what made Ekta approach Vidya for Silk’s portrayal. Even after this role, Vidya can never be considered ‘vulgar’. She’s too good to be trademarked as ‘cheap’ or ‘gross’. While watching the movie, it daunted me how much weight she’ll need to shed after this movie? Nerve-wrecking! Post this role, Vidya is definitely top class actress. All the other actresses must take a bow in front of her including Mrs. Rai B, Ms. Chopra, and Ms. Kapoor!

You need entertainment, entertainment, entertainment in a movie…and Vidya is the ‘entertainment’ in Dirty Picture!!!

Clown of the town

Rahul Mahajan; a complete loser, ridiculously immature and a downright jerk. I believe, this is still an incomplete introduction for a person like R Mahajan. I fail to understand…actually, I don’t even want to understand, why the hell should I waste my energy on a fool like him? The reason I even gave a thought of allocating my precious time on writing this article is the very current ruckus created by Dimpy Mahajan. So-called-wife of Rahul M and an absolute shame for the women of our country. Both of them pre-planned the entire drama. Since the termination of ‘Rahul ka swayamvar’, both got minimal publicity. And decided to construct a well-proof plot on an extremely delicate issue in India.

It was very nice of them to start off their plan at midnight as it will be perfect to appear in headlines next morning. What news with a cup of chai? So, in the middle of the night, Rahul starts to beat up Dimpy [his solemnized wife via a reality show] because she refused to disclose her password on the phone [as per Dimpy’s statement to news channels]. Next thing you know, Dimpy starts to run away and in that hurry she sure didn’t forget her phone. Instead of contacting her family member, the first thing she does is calls the tabloid reporter. And as we all know, media desperately awaits the mirch masala. They all arrive at Dimpy’s specified location. By the next morning, their so-called-tamasha took a higher toll on women who face this obstacle on a daily basis. It doesn’t end here, from no where, Rahul’s ex-girlfriend Payal Rohatgi comes into the scene. As it appears, Rahul started to desire his past. Bet that was pre-planned too. The next step of the plan is even more surprising, Dimpy goes back to her ‘parmeshwar’ [if I may]. Ohh, and not to mention the newfound [inappropriate] pictures of Dimpy with some dude on the World Wide Web. Can you imagine the timings of this? I would like to make a point here, who ever put in their effort in composing this entire melodrama is worthy of at least one clap. I bet if that person tries s/he has higher probability of becoming a script writer for Ekta Kapoor serials.

It’s sad that this issue has become a subject of mockery, a publicity gimmick, pushing aside the most sensitive matter which actually matters the most. There are so many wives who get beaten up in the confines of their cozy homes, by their respective husband, whom they like to call life-partners. One should definitely not forget that there are many jug head’s in our country who take their wife for granted.

Reality is not that funny afterall…!

Ekta Kapoor and her World…!

From the bahus to a 20-year leap in one day to the love triangles; our highly regressive households. This is what Ekta Kapoor has done in the past decade. The daughter of our former legendary actor; Jeetendra. Till date, she’s the youngest most successful business woman across India.

I do no count myself in her fan list. I hate the fact that the life shown in these serials is surreal. The dawn of the day starts with the daughter-in-law humming bhajans and a feet-touching exercise. The breakfast table is decorated as a center-piece on a wedding reception – and mind you, this is an everyday day task. The rest of the day is spent showcasing the culinary marvels in the kitchen followed by some gossiping and bitching. There’s always a vamp who entangles a love story with the eldest son/daughter of the household; in the hope of taking over the so-called-some-100crore-property. Three generations will go by but ‘Baa’ apparently survives each generation. Wonder what tonic she’s been taking? Almost every episode has one function or wedding or festival. The bahu of the clan is portrayed as a sacrificial lamb. Be it early morning or late at night, the makeup never gets tarnished. Not to mention the diamond jewelries/trendy hairstyles/lavish sari’s/and an absolutely dirtless villa. With the obvious not seen by the fabricated artist in these dumbfounded serial, the viewer’s blood pressure rises to a point where they literally want to crush Ekta and her team into pieces. In today’s day and age, where do you derive such cordiality in a household? Such is the insidious blandishment of Ekta’s serials.

Ditto like Google, Kapoor has the entire Indian domiciliary in her palm. Infact, not just India, even the neighbouring countries are ambushed in the charisma of our television serials. Another major factor is that 70 percent of the publicity is done via serials in this modern age. Be it a movie, a product, a designer, a song, everything is commercialized in today’s world.

One can rattle on all day on this cunning topic however; one must also not forget the good deed hidden in such business. With the way poverty level is growing in our country, Ekta has done a colossal business by bestowing a role [or a job, if we may call it] to hundreds and hundreds of people out there. No wonder all these serial actors consider Ekta as their Guru. Despite the fact, Ekta is on everyone’s hit list, I still think she’s the most felicitous person in our country. She surely has done wonders to the television industry. Its no more called a ‘chota parda’!