Translation dilutes the essence so I’ll let it be. In the Bangla language, she someone who’s an ‘ Enchore Paka‘. Rahul is a widower and is a father to this young girl, who is annoying like hell. Broken hearted, she leaves town, leaving Rahul and Tina in their little love nest. By the time she does that, Rahul is happily singing songs with Tina, in the ruins of Scotland. His tomboyish friend Anjali realizes that to penetrate the steel insides of Rahul, she has to shed her boy looks and get into Salwar Kameez.
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The older me smirked a little but then thought, well, artistic liberty! The movie then enters into a love triangle where Rahul, the ever charming lover boy tries to get into the pants of the Oxford returned Sanskari Tina who wears short skirts and chants Gayatri Mantra with the same elan.
Xavier’s College where guys ogle at girls, the Principal flirts with a colleague, who by the way, explains Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’ by using the coffee table book of Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo+Juliet!! If you see closely, you can actually see Leonardo DiCaprio’s name on it. KKHH starts with a young girl reading her late mother’s letters. And this time, well, the experience was slightly different. So today, when I got the chance to revisit my benevolent film, I ended up watching it again. And that fourteen-year-old ‘innocent’ boy has turned into a thirty-four-year-old manchild, who by the way has a child who’s two. Rani Mukherji has married the scion of YRF and is gearing up for her second coming as an actor.
Kajol is about to be fifty and once in a while is seen on cinemas. SRK is fifty and still manages to pass as the eternal lover boy. A love triangle, with peppy songs, Sal-The-Man charming the pants off everyone and eventually Kajol ending up with SRK! What more you could have asked from the emerging brilliance of KJo? 3 CDs were like the ultimate Blu-ray versions and the video rental shops made us believe that they had a direct connection to Dawood Ibrahim who had forced the filmmakers on gunpoint to give him the film, which then got pirated! Anyway, the younger me was blown away by the story of Rahul, Tina and Anjali. This was a long time ago before torrents and DVDs came into our lives. I watched the movie, in its pirated version, which came in 3 VCDs. Who listens to a fourteen-year-old’s plea of going to a cinema hall? ( Yes, film theatres are still called halls at the place, from where I belong). But as the saying goes – Man proposes, God disposes. The son, meanwhile, was in the ‘zone’.Īs soon as the movie released, I wanted to see it. Worried, she started praying religiously to her Gods to make her son pass in the exams. Mum was a mute spectator to these crazy antics. I went crazy and delved into deeper regions of craziness by listening to those songs. So this glossy page of lyrics was a godsend. (Lame, I know!) To keep up with the ever-emerging competition, one had to stoop lower by adopting means of stopping the song midway and scribble the lyrics on the last page of a notebook. In those days, the only way to impress the opposite sex was to be able to recite song lyrics perfectly, in Antaksharis. It contained the cassette and also a glossy booklet, which had pictures of the star cast and the lyrics printed over it. This was in 1998 and among all square shaped and sharp-edged T-series and Venus branded audio cassettes cases, Sony Music came up with a slick looking and rounded edged case. After my repeated attempts to convince her about me scoring good marks in the end term exam (yes, I know, I was that lousy !), she got me the cassette. Being enamoured with a large-sized SRK flanked by two lovely ladies, I came back home and kept pestering my mother to get me the audio cassette of this film, which had a fancy acronym – KKHH. In those days, Screen was the newspaper devoting a major section of their material to large size film posters and usually, those adorned the walls of the saloon. It started with me listening to the songs on the radio, while getting my hair the royal treatment of Baati cut, at the neighbourhood saloon. But what the heck, let me tell you my story of KKHH destroying an entire generation. It brought back so many things that one would find awkward to discuss. For the most part of it, it wasn’t a good memory or as it seems today, it was rather embarrassing. And a barrage of memories started hitting me like the torrential rains of monsoon. Suddenly a creepy feeling ran through my marrows.
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Read on to know why…Īs I leisurely surfed the TV channels, the movies section showed the name ‘Kuch Kuch Hota Hai’. He saw the movie recently again and got the shock of his life. This article decodes the movie from the POV of a person who loved the movie when he was a teen.
Life has never been the same, since then. It’s been twenty years since KJo entered into our lives, via a sugary, syrupy malady called ‘Kuch Kuch Hota Hai’.
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