Holi: Fully composed at Bollywood, the real festival can get a lot more dirty

As a car explodes Balam Pichkari moves slowly along the road to your colony on Holi's day, and as the windows of your house tremble with sympathy for the mighty bar, one can not help remember it. As usual, Bollywood has a lot to answer. Just as Hollywood made the whole world believe that cowboys were tough adventurers, in the place of the pastoral workers who drove the cattle, it was no different than the cow farmers who cause a traffic jam on the way to work. their cattle trains, except that in America, white cowboys lynched the Red Indians, while in India, lynches and lynches are brown, just like the cow.

But speaking of saffron, to come back to Holi's colorful hijinks, Bollywood really did play a part in the world, and by that I mean about 33,000 songs and dances, probably one for each god. From the old days, he presented a clean, even redacted version of the dream of real life. Do me a favor to the aforementioned Balam Pichkari Bollywood has always defined Holi's soundtrack and, subsequently, much of the pattern. And although life imitates art, in this case, art does not reflect life.
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Nobody denies the dynamism, joy and energy of the festival in real life of course, but aesthetically, it's very different from what's happening on the big screen. Instead of heroes with bare abs, you get uncles with barely covered legs, and instead of inappropriately dressed heroines who are stung decently, you have girls who would really like not to be grubbed if it is not is not asking too much. Where are the annoying children who fill their pichkaris with messy water and wander stealthily with random people on the road? Where are the twins of these kids who start looting pedestrians with water balloons, balconies upstairs and pbading by vehicles a week before the holidays? And where, oh where are the men scary and intoxicated?
If you believe Indian movies and soap operas, Holi is a fun game, certainly crazy, but never offensive, nor harbaded, while, all too often, these are true. Given the profusion of intoxicants, the festivities can often escalate into criminal behavior. Some celebrants are unable to control themselves or control their friends. Every year we hear about people being badaulted with eggs, cow dung or worse.

And, of course, the concept of consent apparently disappears on Holi's day (as if one did not ask permission before making terrible word games). Since, like any other man, I can not imagine how painful it becomes for women in a festival where reentry is at liberty, physical contact is encouraged and faces lost in a sea of ​​color, I I will not say more about it. this aspect, but the statistics are obvious. It is not for nothing that the cops celebrate Holi the day after the festival, knowing that they must remain particularly vigilant on a day that celebrates the triumph of good over evil.

So maybe instead of providing Indians and the rest of the world With bright, colorful family entertainment for the whole family, our entertainment industry could spotlight some of the darkest and whitest aspects of the festival.

Of course, there is always food, there is always in this kind of thing), and there is always sounded and paani and naachna and gaana and the rest, but there is also a dark belly. In real life, in Holi, calls to the police complaining of harbadment and worse, drunken brawl, hooliganism and vandalism are on the rise, but on the screens, the dance continues. But I guess "Bura na maano, Holi hai."