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– And Why My IQ Drops 3 Points Every Time I Try
Bollywood’s idea of comedy is simple—if someone falls, farts, or gets hit on the head, the nation must laugh. It doesn’t matter if the joke is older than Doordarshan. As long as there’s a banana peel and a man shrieking, “Maa meri chappal kahan hai?!” someone in the theatre is losing it. Meanwhile, I’m just sitting there, clutching my dignity and Googling “How to escape from a cinema hall without looking rude.”
These films have less plot and are more about noise pollution. If you can’t hear the dialogue because someone is screaming, “Bhaaaaiiii!!!” in slow motion while flying through a window—congratulations, you’re watching a certified Bollywood comedy. It’s as if every scene was written by three drunk uncles at a shaadi right after the DJ played “Aunty Police Bula Legi.”
The Eternal Love Affair With Cross-Dressing And Cringe
Apparently, no Bollywood comedy is complete without a man in a saree and a crowd reacting like they saw a UFO land in Karol Bagh. “Arre behenji aap toh… mard nikle?!” Bro, calm down. It’s just Rajpal Yadav in lipstick, not the climax of Interstellar. Can we please move on from thinking gender confusion equals guaranteed laughs?
And then comes the sacred tradition of making two men hug by mistake and treating it like a national emergency. There’ll be dramatic zoom-ins, someone will faint, and one guy will scream, “Main toh seedha hoon!” as if he’s applying for GST exemption. Congratulations, you’ve just witnessed Bollywood’s idea of modern-day humour. At this point, even WhatsApp forwards have evolved more.
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The Sidekick Who Lost All Self-Respect
Every film has that one “comedy ka thela”—the character whose only job is to be dumb, get slapped, and say things like “main confusion mein confuse ho gaya” as if it’s Shakespeare. He’s always either eating a banana, getting hit by coconuts, or saying something deeply unfunny while a “boing” sound effect plays in the background. Why he agreed to the role? I have theories. None of them involve dignity.
What really hurts is how this circus is called “family comedy.” There I am, trying to survive a fart joke explosion while my parents giggle like they’ve just watched stand-up gold. At this point, I’ve accepted it—Bollywood comedy is not for the faint of heart or the functioning of the brain. It’s for those who believe a buffalo running into a wedding mandap is top-tier humour. And unfortunately, that’s a large chunk of this country.
I didn’t choose this trauma. This trauma chose me when I clicked “Watch.” And now here I am, a broken soul who flinches every time a comic character enters with a sound effect that goes “whoooop-tishhhh!
Sources: Blogger’s own opinion
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