I am a Non-Serialatarian

It all started with that ‘Kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi...’ and then within no time we all were just engulfed into a swarm of soap operas (TV serials in desi lingo) well actually ‘TV Serials’ is a more apt name for these annoying half hour gigs which supposedly “capture the essence of Indian moralistic lifestyles and values” behind anything and everything we, the common man, do.

I absolutely don’t understand why we, the sensible and mature members of an ever evolving society, even bother to pay heed to these mad shows, I mean the last thing that they give us is entertainment and till now I was under the impression that the first thing that we wanted from the telly was entertainment! I’ve recently come across one such serial...”Geet...hui sabse parayeee” with a “third class” background score of ‘maaahiiii....’ which actually is chanting of the word “MAHI” by a group of gay men in all kinds surs and rags of Indian classical music mixed with some jazz, some rock, some pop, some reggae, and what not...blah!! I think the director has a big crush on MSD or something, that’s why he is so fascinated with the word MAHIIII....anyways, before you start judging me for talking about ‘Geet...’ let me clarify that there is just 1 TV in my house and I am a married man, now you do the math!! So after a long, hardworking day at the office when one would want to relax with a beer or something and watch some Friends or HIMYM or News maybe, I on the contrary have to make peace with “Geet...hui sabe parayeee...” with the sound of ‘maaaaahieeee.....’ doing rounds in my head...duh!!

I thing somewhere, some ‘jagruk nagrik’ should file a PIL against theses crassly directed, pathetically acted, jokes which people love to call TV serials and which the modern Indian housewives just love to watch and get all teary eyed and inspired and all with!...we should ban them, they are ruining the fun I tell you. None of them have anything even remotely new or innovative, all of them either start with the might of ‘nari shakti’ and end up making an ‘abla nari’ out of it or it is the other way round and the only differentiating factors are the irritating sound tracks, the loaded makeups, the heavy jewelleries and the expensive attires.
One possible cure for this TV serial pandemic can be going the ‘non-serialaterian’ way, yes...few likeminded men (and by likeminded I mean ‘TV Serial Haters’) can join hands to form an organization or something...like “People for Ethical Treatment of TV Watching Time”, then they can do all kinds of awareness programs, road shows, music videos, etc, to educate the infected masses, enlighten them to better things in the TV (like Baywatch, or The Simpsons ;-) he he...jus kiddin!!) or maybe then rope in some useless outdated celebrity to support the cause, or ask some chicks in Norway or Zurich to shed some clothes and save the common Indian man from the dark forces of evil Serial makers who with some sweet jingle tunes lure you into the trap of never ending serials like Kunki... or kahani... and then you are doomed for life...GOD!! we need a Harry potter amongst us to drive us out of the dark times...maybe I’m getting too carried away with these thoughts...I think I am also infected ...this disease has got me too...without knowing I am making the whole situation melodramatic, and the solution heroic...jus the TV serial way!!!

I want to save YOU dear reader...please wakeup if you are sleeping with a TV serial in your head, and if you are not then cheers to you, please help me in spreading the awareness, please understand the fact that prevention is the only cure for this disease too. Let us all take a vow and stay away from the cancer for our TVs.

Signing off...NB