Notes on Meerabai Not Out

One word review B-O-R-I-N-G. Seriously I mean it with the caps lock on and the dashes in between. I won’t bother listing out the faults simply because I might fall off to sleep once again. Yup, still yawning….certain side effects can be lethal, I tell you. However certain notions in the film did get me all perky….

Definition of Bhehenji – A working woman who hails from a middle class background, wears Indian and the only piece of accessory complementing her clothing are the Gandhian reading glasses. Doesn’t believe in having a social life and it’s a strictly no-no code when it comes to interacting with paraya mards. (Now I am bit confused; do such women even exist today? I was under the impression they were the things of the 70s and 80s.)

Now imagine Mandira Bedi as Bhehenji. Nope, still can’t do.

Bhehenji Turn Modern (BTM) – Introduce a paraya mard in the scene and gone are the days of middle-parting hairstyle and welcome contact lenses.

Matrimonial Websites – A scene where Bhehenji’s bade bhaiya walks into a matrimonial agency and is asked to fill in a ‘suitable prospect’ questionnaire. At this point I had a mini flashback of my own; my brother sitting down with me on the dinner table answering out similar list of questions.

Business background or service? India or Foreign? Fair or Brown? Siblings or no siblings? Parents or dead parents? Grandparents?

Ah! Those were the days.

On a side note. I am quite upset with Mr. Aamir Khan. The man is nicknamed Mr. Perfectionist (with ample proof & backing) but here I find myself cheated as a semi-fan. The reason; well from all the promos, media talk, interviews Aamir had promised us not 6 but sexily toned 8 pack torso in his forthcoming film Ghajini. But to my horror look what I discovered. Only 3 ½.

I want my money back already.