More drama. Apparently Indian men who are usually not very demonstrative are beginning to show their affection on the ramp. So whether it was Baby B winking at his wife or Arjun Rampal putting his hands together and apologising to his wife (they’d just had an argument backstage) in front on an audience, they’re doing it all. But of course all good things must come to an end because Akshay Kumar walked off the ramp to his wife and got her to open the top button of his jeans. Some gentle soul however, couldn’t handle it and has lodged a complaint.
Apparently it was part of the choreography – a model walking with him was supposed to unbutton Akshay’s Levis but the man moved her hands away and walked to his wife. I found it quite amusing and in a way cute! Atleast he’s only getting his wife to unbutton his pants which is more than we can say for most of Bollywood. Even if it’s a mere gesture.
I also realise that for film stars, all this public display of affection isn’t a big deal. They’re so used to living in the public eye. So to him it wouldn’t have mattered if the model had done it anyway, but he chose to make an entertaining gesture out of it.
I’m told the courts are overburdened with cases. And I can see why. We’re becoming quite a bunch of complainants. Don’t like this – go to court, don’t like that – sue them. Sonali can’t wear a dress with a certain print, Genelia wore too short a dress for a function, yaada yaada… phew.
In this one case I really don’t get it. It might have been a little embarassing to see such a public display of affection, but it’s not like they got down and dirty right there. And if you’re at a fashion show where butts and boobs are on display anyway, you can’t be all that sheltered a creature.
And what about all those men who stop in the middle of the road to take a leak, happily unzip, display their plumbing to all the world and at times crudely flash women. I hope the gentleman who has complained about Akshay is going around town telling men to zip up so as to keep our roads clean as well as our minds. What about our films where we show so much more than a single button being opened up. Crude rape scenes where cameras zoom up skirts and wildly writhing legs – anyone old enough to remember a blind Shilpa Shirodkar being raped in Bhrashtachar? How come no one complains about that!?
Alright people – bring it on. This is one case I want to watch to the end.
Edited to add: The more I think about it – the more I realise I’m cheering the couple on. I love Akshay, I think Twinkle is looking amazing after she got married and there is something very intimate yet amusing about the gesture. The OA who doesn’t get into public displays of affection as a matter of principle, once in a while does something totally unexpected and thoroughly embarassing, just to see if he can get his wife to blush! This is just the kind of thing that would have him laughing his head off.
Anyway – unrelated – here’s a song we both love dancing to, dedicated to Akshay and Twinkle – cheering them on. I give you, Nelly and Christina, Tilt ya head back. It’s old and wasn’t a huge hit but I love it. The best way to hear this is to blast it and feel the room pound.