From “Ranjhnaa” to “Tere Ishq Mein” Why Bollywood Still Gets Love Wrong!!!!

​Just when you think Raanjhanaa is Anand L Rai’s worst film, he surprises you with another disaster “Tere Ishq Mein”. Two words “toxic masculinity!”


In Bollywood the fu*kboy always gets upgraded into a demigod. His obsession is sold as devotion, his entitlement as passion and somehow we are expected to root for him. It makes me want to puke.


To everyone who writes, directs, acts and glorifies characters like these; I have a question. Hypothetically if you had a daughter would you be happy if she dated or married a toxic “alpha” male???


That is exactly why we need more portrayals of men like Deepaks from Masaan. When he lost the woman he loved, he did not take his pain out on the world. He did not turn violent or bitter. He grieved…He cried and made all of us cry with him. And that is exactly the kind of person you should settle down with. The gentle one…The one who is not afraid of their emotions…


In my early twenties, I believed love had to be intense dramatic and almost destructive. If it did not consume you it was not love.


But a decade later as I grow older and hopefully wiser my perspective has changed.


Love does not have to consume you... It should make you feel safe, gentle and comfortable. If loving someone feels like walking on eggshells, or keeps you perpetually anxious; the bravest thing to do is to walk away.


And honestly I do not even know who I hated more, Kundan or Shankar! Screw it. They are not worth the emotional labour of dissecting.


Watch this with a pinch of salt, or watch it just to bash (like I did). And if you loved it… fair enough no hate. Movies mean different things to different people.😊


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