Dec 26, 2010

Punjabi-fication of India !

Instead of Punjab being a state of India, is India becoming a state of Punjab?


If popular culture and social mores are to go by, it does indeed seem that there is what might be called a progressive Punjabification of the country.

The current wedding season – which is on at full blast, in more ways than one – provides topical evidence. Ever since Mira Nair’s Monsoon Wedding, marriage a la mode in India has gained a distinctive Punjabi flavour, from the reception of the bhangra-dancing barat to the celebratory dinner which would be incomplete without the inclusion of butter paneer masala and makhni dal with an extra dollop of asli ghee thrown in to give a touch more josh.

    Weddings apart, Punjab and Punjabi ways seem to set the pace for the rest of India in everyday walks of life. The salwar-kameez has long been a rival of the sari as the unofficial national dress for Indian women.
And while Hindi might still meet with resistance from diehard lingual chauvinists south of the Vindhyas, even such regional jingoists seem to have little or no difficulty in swallowing either the ‘arre, yaar’ Punjabified ‘dialogues’ of Bollywood or that ultimate in north-south fusion cuisine: the tandoori tikka dosa.

    What is it about Punjab – or at least the common perception of it – that makes it such a dominant feature of  the Indian mindscape? In many ways, Punjab could be said to be the Texas of India: larger than life, and twice as loud in proclaiming as much. Punjab’s legendary zest for life and living is perhaps best summed up in the old saying that beer is the sixth river that flows through the Land of the Five Rivers, the unabashed culture of which is agri-culture. This image of backslapping boisterousness is amplified and echoed by the Punjabi ‘doublespeak’ of rhyming slang – which has rapidly infiltrated other vernacular languages – whereby a drink becomes ‘drink-shrink’, which you have at a ‘party-sharty’ with your ‘pal-shals’. Such verbal largesse – why make do with one word when using two is so much better? – reflects the bountiful generosity of the land and the people who pioneered the Green Revolution in the country.

    But perhaps the most distinctive trait of Punjabis is their mobility. In a country of internal migrants, the Punjabi stands out as the most energetic and adventuresome of them all. In direct opposition to the parochial ‘sons of the soil’ ideology as expressed by the likes of Bal and Raj Thackeray, the Punjabi stands for a ‘sons of the toil’ attitude which indicates a willingness and an ability to go wherever there is work to be found or an opportunity for an enterprise to be run. The cartoon showing the US astronauts landing on the lunar surface only to be greeted by a Punjabi who’s set up a tea stall there says it all.
Indeed the Punjabi dhaba, providing rest and refreshment to the weary traveller through the length and breadth of the country, is as much an integral part of India’s social geography as the pub once was of the British landscape. It is this an-nationalism which suggests that it’s no bad thing at all for Punjab to embrace in its hearty jhappi the whole of India that is Bharat-Wharat.

Dec 20, 2010

A 'Guzaarish' from the Heart

Yes,  I am touched. By the sheer magic of this movie that I saw last night. And I was crying like a baby (thanks to my loneliness) after the end credits rolled by....wow, seldom does a celluloid experience leave you with such a craving that you neither feel like moving, nor like sitting....it leaves you nowhere but subtly shaken and stirred.

I must admit that I have been a great admirer of Sanjay Leela Bhansali (SLB)'s art and direction, and his excellent scale of music and the sheer expanse of his screenplay but for some loud and at times over the top performances by even the finest of actors has made his movies look like a theatre cadre. From 'Khamoshi' to 'Guzaarish' , his cinema has the darkest hues and the brightest stars , yet there is so much in between that I always felt missing.
May be that's one reason, I always anticipate his next venture. And this time, he didn't disappoint me.

I think its not the story, but the medium of storytelling which is what makes cinema worthwhile...and SLB used this medium superbly to craft a show like this ...a show of extreme yet subdued emotions, lyrically flowing frame by frame...leaving you spellbound. Add to it the musical encore that lifts you into a completely new sphere...and makes you stay there...craving for more.
Hats off for the most romantic love ballad accentuated by classic choreography in the song ' Yeh Tera Zikr Hai '....a surreal experience !

Coming to performances, Aishwarya looked ravishingly beautiful , vulnerable, intrusive and her red lipstick, black eyeshades did most of the talking....what can I say more, just watch out as she pretends to moan as a tit for tat...while Hrithik chuckles on seductively, eyes facing off . A sheer treat to watch. I think SLB knows her raw talent , and he has exposed it again as he first did in Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam.



Hrithik will be remembered for playing this physically challenged role, for he made it look so natural and painful. His character was etched with lot of colors and he played around with it such elan and poise amidst the dark background, that he almost glowed and shined .

His dialogue delivery and his voice had such a dignified punch to them, that it straight into the heart at various angles. He looked like a Magician, and he played like a Magician and he spoke like a Magician ....watch him in the scene where he fights the rain drops falling from his ceiling , just through his expressions. Bravo !


And those final moments towards the end, those unforgettable minutes before the curtain draws, this man just excels by his sheer presence...his body language and his speech creating an aura of a super natural being trying to be as human as he can...and warming our hearts, tickling our senses, making our mind stop thinking, and our eyes so wet, that everything seems like a dream....as he makes his final 'Guzaarish'.



This 'Guzaarish' will stay with me forever, just like yesteryear 's Anand, Mili and Sadma.
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