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Sunday, December 19, 2004
Uff yeh media...

I finally got time to put in another post! It seems Amon was right when he said in his post that if I continue working the way I am doing these days, I probably wont make a very regular blogger.

This post happens to be inspired by a TV show which I happened to chance upon while sifting through the channels one day after returning from office around midnight. I am sure many of the people who read this post would have seen this show... ppl, please do add your views on this particular show.

Picture this - about ten guys (more or less ugly, shabby and skinny... but dressed in body hugging t-shirts), surrounded by an audience of about 150 odd young women dressed mainly in sexy, revealing-type dresses (I apologize for the vague description, it is because i do not know the names of most of ladies dresses). A small pool of water. Alcohol.

And...

Shekhar Suman as your gel-haired, tight-dressed, sun-glassed host.

Actually this itself was enough to put me off TV for a month, but somehow I decided to watch on. Perhaps I was too tired after a long day at office to do anything else.

Then came the name of the show - HE MAN! ... and then the show began.

The ten guys were asked a few random questions about love and dating, to which they gave a few random answers - mostly illogical and dumb, while the all-girl audience drooled over every word that leaked out from the guys lips. Following this, the guys' answers were scored by this audience using some hi-tech button-press funda. All this while Shekhar Suman never allowed a certain orifice in his body to stop emitting hot air and noise(in simple words, he kept on speaking nonstop).

Finally the scores for this round were announced in quite an innovative way. Two guys were supposed to be chucked out of competition. So Shekhar Suman sent two of his associates (which happened to be scantily clad babes who had thus far been swaying their butts to every noise in the studio) to do the honours. These babes, corny-ly named Man Eaters (!!!) by the show (or the channel, or shekhar suman himself perhaps) swayed their asses even more while walking to the group of men, now lined up at the edge of the pool. On reaching the guys, they did a suggestive little jig with every guy (the jig being distinctly reminiscent of the actions of an actress in a porn movie, just before a blow job), before pushing two of the guys into the water, all this while looking and smiling at the girlie audience which seemed to find all this extremely horny and arousing.

So two guys are out. Next round follows. This time the guys are expected to sing a song and dance along with it. The guys tried their level best to not sound like a frog singing and dancing to a snake-charmer's tune, and hoped that their weird antics looked impressive to the evidently dumb women around them. Unfortunately, they failed. Most of the times it was difficult to even identify which song was being sung, let alone sounding good about it.

Once again the women scored the men and again two guys got thrown out by the corny man-eaters in the same vulgar fashion.

Next round was another question and answer thing, though this time the questions were more what-is-your-ideal-date-time-method-for-a-hot-fuck type. Anyway, the guys gave some shitty answers, to which the women in the audience practically masturbated.

By this time I was ready to commit suicide for making the fatal error of watching this show. But what happened next took the cake.

The last four guys were made to strip to their undies which, by some curious twist of fate, happened to be fluorescent purple (!!!) in color for ALL of the remaining guys. At this point the music suddenly became faster and the guys were asked to do some sort of energetic dance to the music. While they were still figuring out how to do it, along came a firang woman looking very athletic and dressed in a tight exercise suit, and started doing all sorts of gymnastic activities on stage. The bewildered guys were now made to follow every step this woman was doing... and Boy, was it hilarious, besides being blatantly obscene!

By the end of this round, every single woman in the audience had a look on her face which suggested an extreme readiness for a hot fuck (Well I dont know how the channel managed it, but the look on the audience's faces certainly seemed doctored).

Finally, the show ended. For the umpteenth time the Man-Eaters swayed their asses (along with the rest of their assets, I may add) and pushed all but one man into the water. Shekhar Suman then declared that the only guy who could stay dry amongst so many women had to win... because all the others were wet now!

(EEEEEEKS... does ANYTHING get worse than this!???)

Mr. Suman then invited a female 'celebrity' guest to give the prize to the last man standing. (the word 'celebrity' is quoted because I, at least, had never seen or heard of this young woman celebrity). Following this, someone brought a bike and parked it on the stage on which the celebrity sat behind Mr.Winner. Shekhar Suman joined the two on the bike, lifted his arm purposefully, allowed it to land on and encircle the celebrity's neck from behind, and then very deliberately moved his hand across to cup her breast... and he did this as he bid good bye to the viewers and the audience, while the celebrity didnt seem to know how to stop Mr. Suman from 'traveling' too far.

With God's grace, the show ended at this point. I, frankly, have never seen a cornier show on TV. I am surprised at the ideas our mediapeople keep getting. For them, entertainment is a gameshow with very clear sexual connotations, for them blowjob is big news on a day when 80 people died in a train accident, for them news is an actress kissing her boyfriend when there is at least one smooch scene per movie these days.

My surprise (and also pity, I should add) at the media heightens when I see purportedly mature reporters like Rajdeep Sardesai discussing the 'blowjob' on respected shows like The Big Fight and trying to identify problems in the DPS and the IIT systems. My question to these people is - Is it really necessary to take the name DPS and IIT everytime you discuss this video? Is the problem limited to these two institutions? Is it really a problem at all?

My guess is that school students were as curious about sex 60 years back as they are now. Just that now they are bold enough to experiment with it. It is just Darwin's theory of evolution. And it will continue no matter what antics the media, or anyone else for that matter, attempts.

Perhaps we should not try to control everything. Some things just find their own way.








Posted at 04:24 pm by englishaugust

Amon
December 23, 2004   02:42 PM PST
 
There'll be other curious people who'll turn up in the next one...and there are enough voyeurs amongst us who'll go there again and again just to see people make a complete ass of themselves
Solo
December 21, 2004   03:51 AM PST
 
Such a great description of Shekhar Suman! I liked him in Anubhav a long time ago, when I was your prototype curious teenager, and in Utsav. And last, in Dekh Bhai Dekh, where he actually managed to make people laugh from the heart without mimicking politicians. But now, he tries to be a cross between Jay Leno & Jim Carrey, and gets nowhere. And your description of the female audience!! ROFL
[Amon] But can even a curious guy bear the next episode when he's seen purple-undied ppl trying to dance in step with a vigorous female in the first one?
Amon
December 19, 2004   10:37 PM PST
 
There are shows like these because 'intelligent' people like you and me end up watching it anyway...for the curiosity value, or to criticise it later...but the purpose gets served
 

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