The relatives He chose for us: Family

2016 seems to be a good year for the content driven mainstream Hindi cinema. After the strong and proud dose of patriotism in “Airlift” and “Neerja”, comes a refreshing take on family and inter-personal relationships from *surprise-surprise* the Dharma production house! I have always felt that whenever Karan Johar tries to rise above the usual run-of-the-mill candy floss commercial cinema, he does a good job. Take for example, “Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna”, which dealt with the sensitive issue of extra-marital affairs of two individuals blessed with loving spouses , or “My Name is Khan”, the struggle of a socially awkward Muslim man in USA, determined to prove that his surname doesn’t guarantee his guilt, or “Ajeeb Daastaan Hai Yeh”, from “Bombay Talkies”, reflecting on the stigma of homosexuality. However, this time, Karan Johar let Shakun Batra take the lead to make a hilarious, and yet poignant in parts, “Kapoor and Sons since 1921”, which is his first outing after the Kareena Kapoor-Imran Khan’s ventureย on friend-zoning, “Ekk Main aur Ek Tu”.

The movie boasts of a stellar star cast in Rishi Kapoor, Rajat Kapoor and Ratna Pathak Shah as the elders of the family, grappling with their own issues of emotional insecurity, trust, and sanity (in case of Daadu played by Rishi Kapoor ๐Ÿ˜› ). They are accompanied by two of the HOTTTESSTTT men in the industry today, Fawad Khan and Siddharth Malhotra, and the effervescent Alia Bhatt. As much as Alia is poked fun at for her bad GK, there is no doubt in the fact that she is an amazing actress, bringing life into an otherwise side-character. Fawad Khan is an established Pakistani TV star and his role as the elder, responsible brother, trying to hold everything together in the background of the madness of his family and his own secrets, is something very few actors can achieve in their second film itself. This man is not just good looks, which he is blessed with abundantly, he knows his acting and how! I wonder why so many Pakistani men are so so so good-looking, and so so so married ๐Ÿ˜› I wish they let us import some more Fawads. Sigh ๐Ÿ˜‰

Siddharth Malhotra also, for a change, has tried to move beyond his poker face expression and played the younger, and often neglected sibling, with finesse. Your heart goes out for this young man, waiting for lady luck to shine on him, and being a mute spectator to the fact that his elder brother is almost always favored over him. This post, however, is not just a review of the film, for you must have read several of them by now, praising the movie and the cast. This movie made me think and realize that after a long long time, we have watched a very realistic take on the most important unit of any human society;ย family.

Family – the people God chooses for you, making them your parents, brother, sisters and extended relatives. Around 50-60 years back, it was quite the norm to have a huge set of siblings, who would grow up to be your friends, closest confidants or even arch-enemies ๐Ÿ˜› ย As infant mortality and general life expectancy improved, the number of siblings came down, to the point that today there are families who believe in having only one child, as having two kind of means double the responsibilities, and problems ๐Ÿ˜› And yet, I don’t think there is any better gift for a child than a younger sibling, someone to play with, boss around on, quarrel with, be jealous from, or as you grow wiser, discuss everything with.

When I was younger, like way way back, I used to feel envious of all attention my then-baby brother received. But as he grew older, I kind of realized that he is actually fun to be with, for I could direct him to do all the naughty things and then blame it on him later ๐Ÿ˜€ . Since he was too young and a darling of my father, he was hardly scolded ๐Ÿ˜› Add to that the fact that I had someone to tie rakhi to and an excuse for another birthday party every year, for which I was given a new dress each time ๐Ÿ˜€ Of course, we had our share of crazy violent fights, that included worse sledging than what Australians do to India in cricket, often accompanied by choke-slam moves inspired by WWE. Add to the fact that I would scream for even the smallest of things, including him not giving me the remote of the TV, and one can safely assume what a nightmare we must be for our parents, at times ๐Ÿ˜‰ Sometimes in my fit of rage, I would ask my mom, “Why did you get this guy?”:P To which she would calmly say,”Because your Dad says everyone should have a sibling”.

Needless to say, I didn’t buy that explanation then ๐Ÿ˜› It took me years of fights and yelling to finally understand what it means to have a brother. Today, my brother, who has grown up to be a fine young man, especially when he ties his turban, is my voice of sanity. It is so strange to have someone almost 4 years younger to me have such deep insight into my relationships and issues. Of course, we still fight, and he feels I hog all the attention in the house ๐Ÿ˜› , there is no doubt in the fact that I wouldn’t trade him for anyone else in the world. I can see him shaking his head at this line in disbelief, so yeah dude, I am lying just to be a better sister in the eyes of the world ๐Ÿ˜›

The thing with family is, they almost always have your back. Your parents are possibly the only people who love you unconditionally, and while they might yell at you or sulk when you do something stupid (in my case that includes not putting a bedsheet on the bed for two days in a row ๐Ÿ˜› ), they almost always come around, understanding why you did what you did, eager to overlook your flaws and with time, even appreciating your seemingly-crazy but well-paid decisions. Of course, you may have to convince them a lot more than you initially expected, especially if they feel that you are wrong, but they will also be the first ones to defend you the world and the “chaar log”. Sure, they have expectations, and for that matter, so does everyone, of everyone, and sometimes the expectations can overwhelm us too, but in the long run, one realises that in the Indian society setup, it is family which leads to a concept of community and care-giving, which is very essential for any population to evolve.

Nope, not my wedding! And the one on left is my bro (yes younger) ๐Ÿ˜›

So go ahead, watch Kapoor and Sons since 1921 if you haven’t yet, and don’t forget to call your husband/wife/mom/dad/brother/sister/grandparent after that to tell them how much your appreciate their presence and value their words in your day-to-day life. And share your reactions in the comment section below!!!!

 

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Tonight

Tonight is the night,
To miss the one I never had.
To think of the one who made me smile,
Yet bore me tears I could never wipe.

I know better than to miss,
For those who are meant to be are seldom missed.
But tonight is the night to think of him,
The dreams, the kisses, the laughs – all of it.

I hear his whispers all around me,
Piercing through the bitterness of the last fights,
In the darkness of the night I think,
Of the one I had and yet couldn’t be with.

Reality is ugly, backed by truth,
Love is a mirage, so be it,
Tonight is the night to give into illusions,
Of imagined hugs and all perfection.