The Great Indian Circus

IPL 3 had all the ingredients of an Indian movie. It had heroes and villains on the field. Their lady loves cheered from the stand. They got hugs from top heroines if they won the match. Fate came dressed in the dark dress of an umpire. Then there were playmakers/ betters who pulled the strings sitting comfortably in their executive lounge. There was tears, joy, grief, shouts of victory and strange anti-climaxes. In short all the ingredients you ever needed for a masala entertainment.

Towards the end the IPL was transformed to a huge circus tent when a few stars made a clown out of themselves.

Lalit Modi:
He was arrogance re-incarnated. Nothing and no one dared to touch him. He was the keeper of dark secrets of the high and mighty. He wouldn’t think twice on rubbing off someone unimportant. But he knew how to keep the powerful happy.
If he had kept his motor mouth and greed in check, he would have been making his millions still through dubious means. Who would have mind as long as they had their share of cut?

Shashi Tharoor:
The savvy, US-educated, former UN diplomat Indian minister barged into a party uninvited and he was thrown out unceremoniously. That was what happened in his IPL adventure.
Except for the educated ‘Mallus’ no one gave a damn about the poor man’s qualification.
To me, either he is an innocent fool or a cunning politician cum businessman.
First of all he was unaware of the well known fact that the major stakeholder in his team didn’t have a credible source of income. But any intelligent man would do a small research on the people with whom he plans to do a business. Or was Shashi intelligent enough to ignore the well known facts.
Secondly the ‘best-seller’ author and ‘global citizen’ didn’t know the Indian laws on sweat equity. He didn’t know that the ‘sweat’ didn’t come free. His alleged beau, Sunanda, tried to manipulate the media with her teary outcries. But no one brought her ‘sweat’ story.
But Shashi, nevertheless, salvaged a small victory when the Congress branch in Kerala portrayed him as a fallen hero.

Shilpa Shetty:
The only movie I can remember of the former movie star is the famous song with Akshay and the sleazy number she did with her sister.
The jobless Shilpa, was doing cooking and cleaning for Raj Mundra when she read in a morning paper that she owns an IPL team. So this brought the former ‘Big brother’ winner back in front of the camera.
We had to bear her histrionics once again. But this time it was on the stands. She never how to act and she did her worst performance while cheering for her team. The weeping Shilpa was the snap of the season.
Nevertheless things were going good for her, when her savior Lalit was caught with pants down. She made brave attempts to save him with her idiotic remarks. But Shilpa hasn’t understood that the Indians consider her only as a B grade actress.
To make matters worse, BCCI stated that they haven’t found either Raj Kundra’s or Shilpa’s name in the owners list.

SRK:
SRK deserves ‘the artificial man on earth’ award. There is nothing original about him.
His wax statue in Madame Tassaud’s is more orginal than his waxed skin, stitched hair and toned body.
His movies are used as materials on ‘How not to act’ materials in big film schools. He must get a honorary doctorate than anyone else.
Apart from all these, the movies he does lacks originality, his awards are fixed and the statements have no sincerity.
His team KKR is an image of himself. They have the best support staff and players from all over the world. He himself markets the team as if it’s a movie. The team even has a designer jersey- first of its kind in the world. The top stars from Bollywood cheers his team.
Despite all these, KKR always ends up at the bottom season after season. SRK personally chalks out the strategies and choose the captains.
And now his team is one among the few suspected for financial irregularities. So much for a on-screen-patriot.

Now guys take your pick.