The camera zooms onto the silicon induced, ripe bosoms of Rakhi Sawant. The focus then shifts to her smoky eyes and her 'biting' lips. All of a sudden the musical beats start thumping and she goes on with her usual jhataks and mataks with a dozen more sluttishly dressed dancers. As I nonchalantly watch the song and tap my feet to the beats, our maid absent-mindedly stops her mopping and stares at the TV with an awkward expression on her face. Amma notices her and shifts her attention to the TV and goes, "Ada Rama! Enna intha kaalathula vyavasthaye illaama pochu! Athunoondu thuni kuda yendi ava pottukkara? athaiyum thookki eriya vendiyathu thaane!"
Literal translation: "Hai Ram! (no..she isn't greeting the lord...its a 'sighing' expression) There exists absolutely no sense in today's world! Why the hell is she even wear those tiny bits of clothes? Why doesn't she throw that away too?"
TRUST ME. Had she told this in the absence of our maid, I would have acted deaf (to her and not to the song). But unfortunately it was one of 'those' moments where I needed to notice it and ask her 'politely' to shut up. But my mom has a VERY bad habit of not catching my point and senselessly continuing to put me in a deeper embarrassing situation. So I had to think and reason out why item songs such as these are inevitable for the budding youth of today. Then I thought why not 'counter attack' her with the same fact???
"Oh! You have a problem watching Rakhi half-naked but you wouldn't stop watching Helen half-naked repeatedly in her Cabaret dance!"
With a jerk, she turns to me leaving behind the boiling vegetables on the stove. She walks with a heroic gait and points her huge spoon to me saying, "Helen was a professional! She had her skin dress on always! She was not like these cheap sluts! never!" I looked at her with a frozen expression, holding my breath for a second and waited to see fumes emitting from her nose and ears. When I was convinced she wasn't that heated up, I relaxed myself and replied, "Hello!(in a rowdily tone) Skin dress or no skin dress. People did 'gawk' and 'ogle' at her! She has dressed skinnier than Rakhi in her days! Dont you dare get me started!"
|Helen in 'Sholay' item song|
|Rakhi in 'Krazzy 4' item song|
***SEE FOR YOURSELF***
My belief is that people have always been this horny and this wild. Just that we prefer to flaunt it or should I say real lazy to actually 'take care' of the exposure the way they did in the 70's. It is the era of 'post-modernism'! It is the era of 'brutal honesty'. Its the era of 'RAW'. We are just being in touch with our roots! (err...Early man that is!) One has got to live with it. Also, if not for such upfront movies, we would never have appreciated the subtle factor in the old ones.
See for yourself that the degree of intimacy has always been the same in the past too. Only that such films were made in lesser quantity as compared to today's.
Seeta devi and Charu Roy in "Prapancha Pash"(1929)
I show this to Amma. She stares at it for a solid 1 minute. Then she turns to me and starts yelling, "No wonder you get such low score in college. Through out the day you keep wasting time writing blogs, editing pictures and facebooking. I seriously dont know when do you even study!" As she hastily escapes from my room, she gives me one last look and spills out, "I have lost all hopes in you". The glare lasts for a good 5 seconds and she hurries away before I could open my mouth about how irrelevant she is capable of being.
And that remains yet another conclusion-less arguement with Amma the great!