BIG B GOES BIG C

A lot of my friends who have gone through my previous blog posts have a common complaint. Why do I choose morose and serious topics for my blogs? They say, “It’s just not you. You’re the funny guy”. This is for you. A lot of you must have seen this ad before, but I request you to observe it more closely to understand what I am talking about.

As Indians, we all know who Big B is. Some of us might not know who our president is or why we celebrate the republic day (one gentleman thought it was because India won the world cup in 1983) but this everybody knows. Then what is the Big C? It’s CRAZY!

Big B has gone Crazy! Before you close my blog or send me a hate mail, read on. This is with regard to his new set of ads for the Airtel Champions League T20. India’s greatest actor is trying hard to get the excitement levels of cricket fans soaring with his histrionics. The first time I saw the ad I was in awe of the kind of energy this 67 year old guy possessed. Subsequently it just got funny. He starts off decently by downplaying the achievements of the top three teams of the IPL and urging them to raise their standards. But soon a flaming ball comes into his hand and Bachchan saab loses it and he goes “aaaaaarrrrrrggghhhh”. Personally I think it’s the trauma of losing the ball that causes this sudden bout of insanity. The ball disappears and he suddenly turns into Wolverine, minus the claws, and starts lashing out at things around him. There is fire and destruction all around and this makes him lose it totally. He starts singing the song “Muquala Muquabulla” while clenching his teeth and doing some warm up exercises. What the frock?

All of sudden the ball appears in his hand and he just can’t contain his happiness. But the happiness doesn’t last too long. He goes “aaaaaarrrggghhh” all over again? What did I miss? You got the ball, now what do you want? Phew! With all due respect, I ask you Amitabh sir, why? Why would you do anything that the director asks you to?

Just when I thought this was the limit, I was hit on the head with a cricket bat by Andrew Symonds. The giant from Australia, who rarely even smiles, is lying in a bathtub filled with soap bubbles, playing with a rubber duck and singing, hold your breath, bheege honth tere from the movie murder. The phrase “imagination running wild” couldn’t be more apt here. Apparently there is more. AB senior has similar episodes with Gibbs and Ganguly which would be aired real soon. What wouldn’t these guys do for money and some air time?

Okay, while I find a way to kill myself I want you to go check these ads out. Why should I suffer alone?

Disclaimer: I am a big fan of Amitabh Bachchan and nothing I say should be taken personally. If I have offended anybody by this article, I don’t give a rat’s ass. God bless you all.