Wasssaaaa my blogophiles? vacation of my lifetime has begun, and trust me, happy days aren't all what I have. like this is an amalgamation of waking up wayyy too late, realising you could've slept more since you cant find anything to do other than brush your teeth and potty and read some Archer.solve sudko perhaps, but numbers scare me, and Mathematical anything after the 12th is naa baba naa. so wakey wakey me does have a nothing to day time, throughout.
i've picked on a nasty habit. It's called TV. It starts at about 10am and shuts up at around 1am,promptly the next day. for someone who didn't have stamina for 20 straight minutes of the bewakoof dabba, i'd say i'm doing pretty well. FRIENDS and Roadies and 'ekaa peksha ek' on Zee-marathi(i'm a half-blooded maharashtrian, and to all thackerays concerned, my dad's Mallu!).teen shows ,touche. pappa darling says FRIENDS' too hyped. i think not. i'm in love with joey, and keep reminding pappa darling that anything he says against his son-in-law to-be, would make me bring him home as ghar-jamaai.does swinging both hands towards the heaven and screaming 'grow up for god's sake' indicate he wants me to get joey home sooner?
Roadies. how to identify it?when all you can here is 'i don't beep the damn beeping beep, so what the beep do you thing you'r beeping around for you beppily beeping beeped beep?' OR you see a bald guy twisting his head in rage,who seems to be the emperor of psychoanalysis, alongside a tall cute fellow who looks on the subjects of torture who dropped by willingly (same beeping creatures) with sympathy you know it's Roadies. to think that less than 24 hours back i wanted to be one of them. what was i thinking?you so should have heard my momma meri when the eeky-leaky brother of mine told my plans to her.she was leaking all the gas she could. muttering under her breath, walking about the house like a spring monkey badabeem badiboom..
Ekaa peksha ek.something pappa darling and momma meri dont seem to object to.now why will they?the only objectionable thing about the show is Adesh bandekar's nonsense of style(a white suit with pink flowers all over it,something like my nani's curtain, and that pair of dark blue denims with a light blue strip running in the langoti region), and that guy they call mahaguru and someone named sachin pilgaonkar eons ago. it's what they call a dance competition, not reality show mind you, and the dancers range from average ganpati-time dancers to fantabulous, charming, B-E-A-U-Tiful.try sadrick (or cedric,what's your name buddy?) d'souza.his eyes crinkle to the point of closing when he smiles. and he was like my first ekaa peksha ek hero.
then came ajinkya shinde.i dont remember his first performance, but he blew the remenants of my brain to some distant land where i could see him dance and dance and dance. here's a very stupid not-so-secret...guys who dance well give me a funny feeling in my stomach.get the hint.and it didn't help that this guy sounds,looks,dances etc like my biggest bachpan crush.the name souns similar too.and trust me,when he did the hip-hop number, all i could do was drool.i lost buckets of saliva and a cardiac organ that day,but who's complaining? not me,naah-aah.btw i remember his first dance i sw now..something where he was dressed up as an obese medieval inspector line-lagaoing on some chick..what expressions man.(Ajinkya if you do read this,please remember to meet up whenever you come to mumbai next.what d'you know, na?).
though something really wierd happened this week. pill-gheun marat nahi-gaonkar said ajinkya seemed arogant in his performance.ok,u have a theme called freestyle,a song like 'woh lamhe' remixed and playing a technically perfect mr.shinde performing a perfectly choreographed dance, and you go fishing against that necessary attitude?daa!i'm not prejudiced against this guy, but any person who's got some whacky party brain will not screen into the fact that the song was originally a romantic one,but the one playing is remixed..BIG difference.you need attitude, or that's what i thinkie. youth culture regards talent with the occassional shine,occassional only mind you of arrogance brilliant,and that's what Ajinkya showed. bu-hh-t,pill-u kno wat-gaonkar, isn't all that much of a youth anymore, is he?he wears a wig, has overtly comical eyebrwos,talks as if he's in a mushy movie, whose conversations are entirely autobiographical,and we all remember him first as the child artist in Brahmachaari and the 19 year old ahmed in sholay.sholay was in 1975, by the way.so,doesnt that make pills 52?like white hair comes up later for actors or wat?
i can stand criticism against ajinkya,but only justified.mebbe i got the whole arrogance point wrong, but such a lot of emphasis can do the grave for an artist's energy. pills,take a chill-you.the vibrance this fellow's got is something you in your hyperboled career couldn't manage even if you're on LSD.
the next episode,ajinkya gives yet another brilliant show,with 'kombdi palaali'.this time,no complaints from pillu-sir,and apparently adesh's costume designer has been sacked by the PR department of the show.ajinkya was his best today,seconded by his own hip-hop..one of those days when you feel you're falling in love all over again?
and they eliminated him.i knew it was coming,he was such an obvious winner.sour grapes, if that's wat you call it.but this was the most emotional goodbye in any competition.sadrck cried, him being the second worthiest of winning (for old times' sake).ajinkya shed a tear or two.he'll be ok,more competitions to go.but will i?damn i'll miss his sudden grins, and the semi-nasal tone.the acrobatics he does and the perfectly crescent smile.i'll miss ajnkya shinde,for raising the bar of dancer on television.
Ajinkya, you're a star.hope they call you back,'coz you deserve going ahead.but as you said, you'd rather have stayed uneliminated from the competition than have been called back.