Dolly, only the name is cute!!

What brand of television does Dolly Bindra make? Foul– Perhaps, but don’t we all love the dirt flying, especially when it’s the celebs cursing. Voyeuristic – Now, we have no qualms in revealing the ‘peeping tom’ streak in us. Watchful – “God, I am not like her, I better not be like her!” Indifferent – A psycho always makes for great TV. Or, even the kind of TV we put on parental control, and in fact encourage our kids to trick us and watch? Whatever it be, make no mistake, the lady has forced us to move over Big B’s KBC, grabbed Headlines, and has sent many nosy parkers into a tizzy. Now, wasn’t she just a sidekick till yesterday? Playing the heroine’s wicked step mother, a scheming sister in-law, or even trying her hand at some over the top, silly humour. Boy, Google takes me to her official website, splashing her once-upon-a-time pictures trapped in the wannabe fashion of the late 80’s, when she somewhat looked a wee bit bearable. Even though she insists on being a ‘who’s who’, she failed to persuade an ‘oh-my-god, look-who’s-there’ effect all these years, -- but for this one time that Big Boss played his cards well, and got her to add more than a little something to the show, transforming her into a property of public interest. Of course, it isn’t her imaginary oomph doing the trick, or even a warped ‘know it all’ that seems to be working in her favour – Dolly Bindra is riding high on a secret code that she deciphered much before she entered the Big Boss house, and perhaps even before that, in her everyday life.

The brilliant French psychoanalyst, Jacques Lacan explains that “when anything or anyone threatens us with the truth of our essential fragmentation, the quickest, easiest, and most common defence available—to hide the truth of our weakness and to give the illusion that we possess some sort of power—is aggression.”

As luck would have it, Dolly could lay her hands only on the last bit of Dr Lacan’s theory, the one which said that -- to hide the truth of our weakness...give the illusion that we possess some sort of power – ‘aggression’. The lady couldn’t make much sense of it anyway; the only word she could read and interpret was ‘aggression’, it being her favourite in the English dictionary. And since then, ‘aggression’ became her middle name, swearing and name-calling her pass time activities. Vicious fights sent the fur flying time and again, but Dolly remained unfazed. Not a drop of tear or a hint of remorse, in fact, a stronger vow to be even more malicious and wicked each time. And in some twisted way, it worked for her – at least in satiating her mammoth ego, winning those petty fights, and shutting up her detractors. And if her bad mouth, and high pitched foul wasn’t enough, the lady’s horrifying make up, and absurd dressing sense made for the final blow, perhaps even making Frankenstein’s monster look perfect.

But what when ‘the moment of realization’ dawns upon her? Would she understand the damage done, and more importantly, acknowledge the harm she has meant to herself? Pray she does, because Dolly Bindra fails to amuse, victims hardly ever, especially the ones soaked in by a bogus sense of pride, raring to avenge themselves against any insult.

“But all of it is pretended, including Dolly’s nonsense!” many of you might say, and that in fact is even more worrisome than a sick Dolly. For the show doesn’t come with an ‘A’ certificate and gives itself the all important permit to leak the idiosyncrasies of a bunch of terminally ill celebrities, even if their madness be meticulously scripted. And no, I am not just talking about young minds getting disturbed, but a whole population, who starts recognizing ‘rage’ as a vehicle to ‘take control’ and the relentless need to be ‘in control’.

And just in case, the woman is acting herself, then do we really need such appalling people on national TV? Spare me the humbug that it is all but a representation of the ‘real’ society -- violence, hatred, war and aggression all a part of it, so why not have the spine to have it in our face? – Ok! But, do we identify them damaging and destructive enough for a social order? If we do, and I hope we do, then should we nurture it and produce its offspring, OR should we work towards building a society in good health? Think.