The hypocrisy of the Bollywood star culture has even got to filmmaker Karan Johar. His blog on dangerous liaisons coming out of the covers set discussion boards buzzing around airwaves. We extract a part of his spillling-the-beans story from a TV portal
I seem to be having the same relationship (and issues therein) with my diet that most people seem to be having with their sex lives!
Infidelity is becoming an accepted reality right now. Everyone knows, no one judges. I suppose few can since there is just so much of it. Everywhere.
We will be celebrating ten years of Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna on the 11th of August, and I remember vividly the storm it created: there was a whole Pandora’s box of how can we talk about/make a love story out of infidelity. And those same people are now writing to me saying they didn’t get it then but they’re getting it now. And I’m wondering are they getting it now because they’re getting some now tooIJ
If there is no one philosophy on food any more, then there isn’t on love either. The conscience police have been retired and rendered entirely unarmed. In the war between libido and conscience, there’s a clear victor: RIP Conscience. And I’m not finding it to be a problem between people any more either. Sure, there are tears that are shed, there are meltdowns and breakdowns, but nothing that chocolate or, umm, a chocolate boy can’t help with (sometimes both togetherIJ)
I feel like it’s all become so ubiquitous, and that’s new. Infidelity has always existed, but I feel like it was brushed under the carpet, behind the scenes. Now everyone is at it — and they’ve stopped pretending they’re not. Industrialists go on “work trips”, actors go “indoors” on their “outdoors.” And all those stereotypes that girls are more faithful than the guys and sit quietly waiting for their husbands/partners to come home is no longer true at all. I’ve been at parties where everyone has a roving eye and a shaking thigh. It seems like the women are saying if they’re getting some, why shouldn’t I tooIJ And that I applaud, more power to them. They have their cheat days same as anyone. Why stick to a la carte, when the buffet offers such rangeIJ
And I am not referring to the film fraternity. Or not just. This feels like the reality everywhere. In fact, the movie industry might be the most sanctimonious because everyone is so worried about the paparazzi police that they behave much better than they would otherwise. It suits most to think of them as this philandering community; they’re not, or no more than any other. My driver gets more action than I do! The other day his wife called, complaining that he’s visiting his girlfriend more than her! There is something very wrong with my life: he’s rocking it up and there I am, one seat behind him, and all I’m missing is a nun’s habit.
I meet men, they talk about other women (or men). I meet the women, they talk about other men (sometimes other women). I feel sexuality and fidelity lines are blurring. I guess certain truths are universal: when you’re on a diet, everything that's not allowed looks more delicious. So when you’re on a relationship diet, does the same hold trueIJ Is an infidelity binge followed by relationship detoxIJ Should it beIJ
Call me cynical or call me pragmatic, but I’ve stopped giving those envelopes with money to people who are getting married because I refuse to contribute to their alimony! When the invite says RSVP Regrets Only, I’ve started to wonder if that’s the line they mean the most.
So am I endorsing infidelityIJ Of course not. How can I endorse something that’s already sold outIJ
I feel at my age that I am just too late to the party. I think I will settle instead for snuggles with my puppy who will not cheat on me.