“Have you heard it?” asked my friend hoping that I would chime in with interesting inputs from my end. However my befuddled look signaled her to explain certain factoids thereby apprising me of the recent phenomena that have taken the inhabitants of the 'virtual world’ by a storm.
Surpassing the clichéd in every possible way, the peppy number, ‘Kolaveri Di’ is turning out to be an exemplary entity to its counterparts in the glitzy world. Credited with 14,047,173 hits (the last time when I checked out on YouTube) the song is an outpouring of a jilted lover who is lamenting over the musings of his life in Tanglish. Relishing the fruits of viral marketing, Dhanush, the lyricist, singer and actor of the upcoming film ‘3’, son-in-law of the God of Indian Cinema, Rajnikant, can sure grab the backrest of his chair as the popularity of the song is going to work wonders for him and his better-half, Aishwarya, who has directed the motion picture. Sony-walas must be enjoying the soiree at the moment as the notion so common among the FOSLA (Frustrated one-sided lover’s association) maniacs is delivering fantabulous results.
Make-believe-frothy-world caresses our senses to such an extent that often we choose to close our eyes and refuse to behold the harsh realities. By the way did anyone pay attention to Justice Markandey Katju’s contention lately? Outspoken as he is and the one who dared to lock horns with the journalistic community, his latest shot includes proclamation that Indians are low on the front of intellectualquotient. What? ‘We the people’ being touted as alecky types? Hang on Mr. Katju, you see we belong to a developing nation that thrives on social networking portals, we are into lending support to Anna Hazare, extending ‘likes’ to morphed and offending photographs of the Congress men & women and then heaving a sigh and humming Kolaveri di for this is what life is all about!
Even if the forces of the State have gunned down Kishen Ji few have the guts to delve into the consequences that McCarthyism has led to. Isn’t it crucial, something that goes in sync with the zeitgeist, after all we are talking about Mallojula Koteswara Rao (nom de guerre, Kishen Ji) a Science graduate who refused to bow and scrape before the government way back in 1975. His credentials included garnering the support of as many as 60,000 farmers in 1977 as he led the peasant movement against the feudal barons. Since the color of moon is still ‘white’ no one gives two hoots for the man who believed that he was the ‘real Desh Bhakt’; Mamta Banerjee is justifying the course of action stating that terrorist activity was being hatched by the Maoists to topple hergovernment. If only the dead could have spoken from their graves, a trap would have been laid easily for the reprobate; the pointer is still dangling in 360-degrees direction you see!
As veteran journalist P. Sainath writes in ‘The Hindu’ in anarticle dated November 24, 2011 that even WEF (World Economic Forum) is nothing but a sham much similar on the lines of televised fights that are intended to delight its niche audience. ‘The Week’ comes with a shocking story how Karnataka is emerging as the capital of malnourished children and the state government being tongue-tied when it is about taking concrete steps to aid the ills. But the clan that hails ‘soup song’ is looking forward to what Aishwarya Rai’s daughter is looking like! You see whether the nation’s bitiya alias baby B has inherited the features of former Ms. World or resembles more to papa is an issue of utmost importance. The buzz of the hour is that Bollywood that doles out several duds a year has pinned its hopes on the toddler, so stakes are really high even if you are not into the game of Poker.
While another gooey number scuttles amidst others into the I-pods, life treads along at its usual pace for the beggar who sits on the steps of the Jhandewalan Metro Station, the only whiff of change is probably the small garland of lilies that is replaced on the tattered photograph of a Hindu deity, and the quint of shillings with every passing day.