Thursday, 22 November 2012

Telly trouble

Without the slightest hesitation I can claim that I watch the Saas Bahu daily soaps with my mother. I am a person who is hungry for entertainment and can watch anything. I watch both Hindi and English daily soaps and sometimes manage to squeeze in a few regional ones too. An year ago I used to watch them with utmost eagerness and I was literally addicted to them. But over the past few weeks the very sight of the angry and stern mother-in-law and the meek and timid daughter-in-law fills me with frustration and restlessness... This intimidated me to write this. My mind overflows with obvious questions that I want to ask the production house...

As the clock strickes 9, it is common to see the women, (predominantly housewives) rushing into the living room with all their workload; their faces pumping with blood, eager to know what happened to the child who fell down the well...

My first question to the saas-bahu daily soaps, "How much make up do you people put?" From the crack of dawn till night's brink. Sometimes it makes me wonder for how long does a box of cosmetics last for?  Upon purchasing any cosmetic product you see that it tells you to remove it before going to bed; irrespective of who you are... A flambuoyant film star or even a daily housewife. The disheartening and absolute abstract of this side are the regional shows where the artists look as if they have just walked out of the bed. Hair in an absolute mess, face smeared with oil and eyes all swollen. Extremes huh?

Secondly, "Why do you people cry so much?"
This is more inclined towards the regional side of Indian television. Melodramatic... Sometimes things get so out of hand that I feel as if I am back to Shakespear's era where the maiden crys with her heart flooding with grief to spare her lover.

Thirdly, "Hospitals..."
It is a very unusal when a show airs without a single scene shot at the hospital. A mild heart attack takes the charecter into the ICU and puts him on the Ventilator and then he miraculously manages to come out of death's domain! Women weeping... Moaning and presenting their cribbings to some divine power with tomato red lipstick and dark kohl around their eyes. Clad in expensive silk and cotton sarees they look as if they are dressed for parties.

Fourth, "Songs?"
There is a song for every occasion. Wedding? Yes sure! New comer? Definitely! Son passed medicine? Undoubtedly! Death? Annoyingly yes.

Fifth, "Please stop!"
This is more prevelant  and applicable for the regional serials. As far as my memory goes, there is  a serial that is being aired on an entertainment medium in a regional channel and this is no usual serial... It has been there for the past 5 years. A very close relative of mine watches it and everytime she comes over to my place I fail to believe that, that very daily soap is still on air? Infact I am well updated with the story even without watching it. The funny side in that daily soap, is that the characters are young but the actors are aging and so are the viewers. When are they finally going to stop!


There are many more. My cribbings and woe strinken words are endless... But my words don't matter. Out there, we have lakhs of common women whose lives are woven with these characters. Laugh with them, cry with them and live with them.

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