I remember growing up enjoying and laughing through movies like Golmaal, Amar Akbar Anthony and Khushboo. And, I remember my parents rationing my TV time during exams. I remember buying tapes of and listening to the latest tunes of Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak (Aamir Khan’s debut movie and a big big craze). I remember the excitement of watching my first ever movie in the theatre – Mr. India. I remember cajoling my sister to take me with her to her friend’s house to watch Kranti (and eating aunty’s famous home-made pani puri)…
What I don’t remember is asking my parents to download the latest songs on their phone even before the movie is released. What I don’t remember is asking for the pirated DVD to watch the movie at home. What I don’t remember is having to shell out 2000+ for a theatre experience. What I don’t remember is my parents wondering if the extreme violence or lack of clothing in the movie were appropriate for me!!!
But, I can say with certainty that I am undergoing all these feelings as a parent now, and I find myself in a quandary. I am not the kind of parent to deny my child any entertainment or enjoyment, but I do draw the line at a nine year old watching item songs in great detail and trying to emulate the dance steps and costumes! I do love the good defeating the bad and would want my son to grow up believing the power of good, but I do draw the line at having to watch people butchering each other mindlessly every other scene with all sorts of torture mechanisms.
Where are the Bollywood movies meant for family viewing – with a little bit of fun, a little bit of romance, a pinch of adventure and a whole lot of laughter? With my son demanding to watch Hindi movies every Sunday, I have now taken to re-enjoying the oldie goldies with him – we watched Shaan, Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar and I next plan to watch the classic Sholay with him!!
Disclaimer: This post may not appeal to readers who have not watched Hindi movies!!