Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Closing Credit

You will never find me reacting on death of a celebrity. My funda is simple- What comes, goes... and it holds true for all mortals at all levels but for some reason when I heard of Yash Chopra's death I felt sad as if something irreplaceable was lost- not him, his work.

I will be honest. I am not his die-hard fan, haven't watched most of his movies but he gave me my idea of hopeless love.

'We The Lovers of Bollywood' understand and believe that love happens when maple leaves blow in the wind, when violins play in silence, when a chiffon saree flows in mountains and when the one you love turns around because in your mind you said "Palat".

There may be no truth in his depiction of love, but that is not what Dream Merchants do. Yet there is something real about Chandni,  Simran and Pooja, Nisha (or atleast I feel so), they truly believe love exists and for them unlike us they don't end up kissing a lot of frogs. Ask any woman if she would want to be the 'Simran' and if she refuses just point your finger and say "You Liar". That 'too-good-to-be-true' love happens in his movies, that Right Guy met nowhere else.

Songs that come to your mind in similar situations (Ho Gaya Hai Tujhko Toh Pyaar Sajna- the goodbye song, Chak Dhoom Dhoom- the rain song, Haathon Mein Nau Nau Chudiyaan- Shaadi song etc), to dialogues that you would want to hear continuously, he knew his craft like no one else.

I specially envy his female leads, for they never looked prettier, magical and real.

He made Shahrukh the guy we love. Imagine Shahrukh sans Raj or Rahul...also no one else could fill those roles but him.

Usually when I see love stories, corny, mushy, cheesy, too pink - are the sort of words I associate with it because those films are never able to transport you to the world that can justify the emotions, which is where Yash Chopra's films differ. It was clear that I was going to watch a love story where everything is larger than life, nothing is real. When I came out of the movie hall I felt "I wish that was real."

Will anybody be able to recreate the magic? Aditya Chopra maybe, DDLJ was his directorial debut afterall.. but he may renovate the mansion that Yash Chopra created, not really make one of his own. Yash Chopra's work is indestructible and ageless.

May he Rest in peace ...

(dry maple leaves blow, Lata Mangeshkar's melancholic voice follows... show ends)

1 comment:

  1. i loved all of his muvies and being a romantic muvi buff,cant miss dem
    i agree with you,yashjis demise has took everyone in shock. he is just irreplaceable.

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