Tuesday 15 September 2009

Ekta Kapoor’s serial reel life and real life


Today I sat down to pen down some sad thoughts while experiencing a bad incident. When I tried to read my own thoughts I found they were so very similar to Ekta Kapoor serials. It gives me a scare to think that the lady might be proved right after all. Her heroine or the Goody is me here and the vamp is another baddy in my life. All her vamps and villains are expensively dressed with the latest designer wear. Most of her Goodys are simply dressed (read poorly in my case). I take the liberty of calling myself a heroine ;-). Since I am the one writing this piece, I at least deserve that much credit. Her Baddys never miss overhearing the right secret (gehra raaz!). Her Goodys are all naive without a hint of anything conspiring right under their noses. Her Baddys are always the first ones to hit the target and never miss a chance to do so. In my case same is the story.

When I compare Ekta Kapoor’s serials and some of my own experiences, I feel what good is it to be good after all. The baddies always have their own say and yet can face anyone with head held high and piercing gaze. It feels as if Ekta Kapoor’s serials are here to teach that it is better to be bad after all. The Goodys always suffer. The lifelong sufferings of Goodys from generation to generation at the hands of Baddys are so damn de-motivating. A few of my experiences have forced me to ponder. I keep brooding all day. The baddy here has done her share of bad-mouthing against me without knowing the exact story on my side. The goody (with which I proudly baptise myself) here didn’t even get a chance to say her mind. Still the baddy is able to manipulate everyone else around them into thinking that she is a Goody after all. To top it all the Baddy claimed to be a very “good” and “close” friend of Goody. The foolish Goody did not even see through the real Baddy till the matters had gone out of hand.

Why does not the goody have the guts to say and spread things about the Baddy? I guess that’s what Goodys are for. They are born to tolerate and that is why they are Goodys after all. The Goody keeps her self-respect on high priority and breaks all links with Baddy but never ever tries to malign the Baddy.

Does one really pay in real life to be bad after all? Does the good actually get returns for the good, in real life?

What motivates the Goody to remain Goody after all? Why should I not leave the path of righteousness if it pays me with a loss? The bad people I feel never have to take the hard "tests" of life. It is always the good ones who are taking hard tests in life and still winning. But is this winning any good?

Isn't the term goody and baddy relative? For one a baddy could be goody and for one a goody can be baddy. I don't know what am I writing. It is one o'clock at night and I am so upset too. Probably my mind is too overworked with the incident and then the torture of penning it down. So I should give my mind a rest with.............

............A big pat on my back for being the Goody.