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                                              Recently released song “Why this kolaveri di”, which has gone viral on the internet, consists of some crucial factors, which make it a super-hit song quite naturally, like – extremely catchy Image composition, rhythm that sounds like Indian-pulse, and very simple yet highly creative lyrics. In addition, simplified English has succeeded in reaching to the masses like never before, while bridging the south and the north. Many people have written on such factors, but none has mentioned the factor that I feel is the crux of its success. After reading this article, it should not be a puzzle any more why this song of the upcoming Tamil-movie “3” received nearly 3million hits on its Youtube page in just one week. Here’s why:
People of India (and of the world) are biased, especially when it comes to “gender”. Large scale organizations are functioning to support women in every part of the country. Everyone has simply assumed that male is a dominant creature and the poor female needs to be empowered to secure her rights. As a result, we have laws that favour female, and we have created a society that severely discriminates against men. The feminists would argue that look at the number of crimes against women ranging from dowry, rape to home violence. The answer is simple – “Please don’t generalize”. There are unfortunate crimes and let’s make our country more secure place for everyone, but it is highly pitiful to feed into the public perception that the villain is always a man. Imagine what will happen to a young guy if he’s involved in an accident with a lady (of any age). Without a doubt, no one would give even one chance to the boy to tell his side of the story, and the people would beat him until some miracle happens and the guy finds a chance to abscond. This is a classic case of gender discrimination that boys face.
The biggest adversaries are the “good” guys. I would define a Good Guy (GG) as someone who always respects a woman and has no wishes to play games with her emotions. One, who does not qualify to be a GG, is a Bad Guy (BG). Because, the society and especially girls do not have any mechanism to identify GGs from the pool of BGs, GGs end up being (mis)treated as BGs. I have always been a GG (certified by my wife), hence I can safely write the following memo on behalf of all GGs to the “Beautiful Girl”, who either mercilessly dumps a GG or does not even bother having a GG in life.
“We, the good guys, very well understand the Bad Guys around, and why/what they are hunting for. But, we fail to understand why you give so much of importance to the BGs. We focus on studies and career only because we can provide shelter and security (physical, economical, social and so on) to you in future. Things are so unclear and uncertain. We don’t know what career we shall have, what will be our salary or how we’ll take care of family. And because we are GGs, we consider our parents and siblings (of both-sides, ours and yours) as part of our family, not just me, you and our children. In addition, we also care for the betterment of the state and country and the world we live in. Amidst all these daunting challenges of future responsibilities, we remain committed to you. You also know we won’t cheat on you. But, despite all of our truthfulness and candour, you end up having a relationship with a BG. You make us realize “love is not just blind, but it is highly foolish”. And “love becomes deaf” when you won’t listen to any of our warnings. We would silently walk out of your life wishing, truly, the very best for you”.
hy this Kolaveri Di is a song that brilliantly touches the gist of this feeling of millions of GGs, also called “soup boys”, who end up being dumped or remain being ignored and could never really figure out the why of “di’s kolaveri”, which means girl’s murderous rage. Actor, singer and lyricist of the song, Dhanush begins with, “Yo boys I am sing song… a soup song“, the words that clearly support the analyses presented here. This song has given voice to those millions of GGs, who always remained respectful, committed and faithful yet received only kolavari, who otherwise were scattered around the corners of the world attempting to understand that “why” in isolation and loneliness. This song has not answered that “why”, but it has assured them that they are not alone; there are millions of them. GGs have finally found some resonance in the form of this song that there is nothing wrong with them. Perhaps it is the fate of that particular girl with the “black” heart, which makes her a BG (Bad Girl), one who does not respect man and wishes to play games with his emotions, and a better match with a Bad Guy.  A Good Guy on one the hand is discriminated for the ills done by the Bad Guys, and on the other hand looses the girl as she opts for a BG over him. This is indeed a tragedy. The last few lines of the song go like this:
God-u I am dying now-u,
She is happy how-u?
This-u song-u for soup-boys-u,
We don’t have choice-u….”
In the end, the background music in Shehnai* like tone, giving the hint of what could have happened otherwise, clearly underscores the acme of irony. Unfortunately, the masses are unlikely to understand this endemic pain of GGs and will find their heartbreak amusing. No wonder people call “why this kolaveri di” a funny song.
*Shehnaiis often played in traditional Indian weddings (at least in movies)… Smart readers must have identified serious logical flaws in the article. The fact is that this article is for an intellectual entertainment, and no logic is needed for liking a song. Have fun and enjoy the music… Cheers 😀
[This article is authored by Kathan Shukla and was first published at Article link: With permission of the author, the article is being republished here.]

What is it that makes 3 letter word, a matter of life & death. When a student is just having the time of his life, beginning to enjoy the last 3 years of school, at the same time he is burdened with the thoughts of being an IITian. Sometimes, the thoughts come from within and mostly from the pressure of his family.

Does a 16 year old child give up everything & devote himself only to become an IITian??

I see a boy named Sam with a pair of thick glasses who keeps himself locked in a room and is seen out is when he is hungry.

I get excited each time the door bell rings or the phone trings. But this boy runs back to the room & prays to God, “Please not my friends again”, he is scared to go out & play. He believes a football or for that matter any game will act as a force, that is bound to distract, from achieving his goal.

I felt really sad for him, he needed some change, he was not like others. I thought he is little abnormal. How a simple game or simple outing can deviate a person’s thought. I could never imagine a person giving up everything for a goal.

Later, that evening I discussed this matter with an experienced person, he evaluated everything, then expressed his thoughts, and said. It is good to have a goal, a vision. Until & unless, you don’t have a goal in life the purpose of life fails.

The boy is quiet clever to having set a goal at an early age.

This 5 minutes conversation changed my way of perceiving things, earlier I use to make fun of little kids, who use to say I want to fly a plane, & would run away with a paper plane or a kid with a screw-diver & claim themselves as super engineers, but with the change in my perception, I realized, if you really wish for something, it is bound to fall under your umbrella,

Thinking of being an IITian is not impossible or tough. A single thought of becoming big, introduces you to a life which has a goal, a purpose to live for.

Now, when I look at Sam. I truly appreciate his efforts. The best part about IIT or any competitive exam is, it teaches discipline, even if you don’t get through it, the time of preparation, is whole lot of learning experience. Do not just value the end result, work hard, stay focused as nothing stands in front of a willing heart & strong determination.


This Article is Taken from Whokies


Every day I try to forget ‘Aamir‘ and every day, the film seems to come up in discussion, the papers or as a TV spot. For over a week, I’ve been trying to tell myself, it’s only a film. But try as I might, I cannot calm down the negative vibes it has evoked in me.

The fact that it is shot in Chor Bazar, Bhendi Bazar, Dongri, the areas that I grew up in, where I still have family, where my family still has family and friends, makes it difficult for me to view the film objectively. In my childhod, these areas were mohallahs, not ghettoes, as they have become now.

And I wonder, how did these traditional community enclaves become ghettoes? Is it due to overcrowding and a breakdown of infrastructure? Is it due to the takeover by communal and criminal elements? Or is it due to a changed perception of a community?

The director of ‘Aamir’ professes that the film is the story of a common person, and how easily a common man today can become a victim of elements beyond his control.

The dangerous part of the film is how every common man from Andheri to Dongri, in fact, seem to be part of the terrorist network, connected to Pakistan, actively a part of the terrorist nexus, or at least passively aware of it. From the taxi-driver at the airport to the seemingly friendly prostitute in the dingy lodge in Dongri, from restaurant owner to waiter to STD phone booth woman, from the manager of the lodge, petty gangsters to junk-yard workers, and countless other nameless, unidentified faces, they form a malevolent, hostile and inescapable trap for any innocent.

‘Aamir’ perpetrates the worst myths about Indian Muslims.

1. That most of them live in ghettoes.
2. That they live in filth and squalor.
3. That they do nothing to come out of it.
4. That they eat and butcher meat, and that enhances their inherent violence.
5. That they are more attached to the larger Islamic community rather than their own country.
6. That they get a huge amount of money from outside to fund their terrorist activities here.
7. That most of them are connected somehow with the terrorists or the underworld. Actively or passively.
8. That an outsider cannot say who or who may not be involved.
9. And of course, that anyone, who makes any attempt to get out of the larger community will still at the end be subsumed by it, becoming part of the terrorist nexus due to circumstance, or become a victim to it.

i want everyone to know….

Every terrorist is not a muslim…..

                       Every muslim is not a terrorist…..

These are as absurd as the myths that all Gujaratis are right-wing Hindu fundamentalists, all Biharis are thieves and crooks, all Maharashtrians are lazy, unfriendly and insular, all Goans are amiable drunks and all Sikhs are either fools or trouble-makers.

The trouble with the film is that it is very well-shot. Anyone, who has anything at all to do with film-making in Mumbai will know how difficult it is to execute a shoot like that, given the crowds and traffic here.

That combined with the narrative form of a man chasing against time to save his loved ones, in fact, does not give any space for the protagonist Aamir, to be well-defined as a character. The one dialogue that makes his stand clear, that he believes that each person can make their own destiny, that they can pull themselves out of their circumstances, gets lost in the thrill of the chase. And of course, by the countering dialogue of The Bad Man who asks if this is the destiny (that is trying to save his family) is what he has chosen.

The Bad Man however gets enough time to repeat ad nauseam his stand on the Muslim issue, spending a lot of precious time haranguing Aamir about Islam, his responsibilities to the community, his infidelity in having a Hindu girl friend, not caring enough to send money to fund terrorist activities, and so on. To the extent, that it gets one wondering whether The Bad Man is more keen on teaching Aamir a fundamentalist lesson in Islam, or he wants him to get on with the job.

Was The Bad Man seriously hoping to convert Aamir to the terrorist cause, by kidnapping his family, having him wade through shit, not letting him drink water (a very un-Islamic thing to do, by the way, because not giving someone a glass of water when they ask for it, is tantamount to a sin in Muslim households), having him beaten up??

In the same vein, it is not clear why Aamir, an innocent and reluctant man, has to be emotionally blackmailed into putting a bomb in a bus, after a complicated, convoluted journey through the city, when it would be the easiest thing in the world for any one of The Bad Man’s minions to walk into a crowded bus with a bomb, leave it there, and walk away, without any trace.

But of course, The Bad Man is a dark, bald, fat, meat-eating monster who shuns light, and sits in a dark room all day. He exudes menace when he holds up a kid, and then proceeds to beat up a toy monkey. So perhaps, one can expect only illogical planning from him.

This Article is Taken from Whokies