I am very saddened by the passing away recently of the greatest contemporary Bollywood film-maker of our time, Mr. Yash Chopra. He was the king of Bollywood as we know, and i have grown up watching his genre of cinema; DDLJ, Dil Toh Pagal Hai, Darr, Veer Zaara… all of them are very close to my heart as they were milestones in a way. Growing up overseas, his genre of fare appealed to the post liberalization expat kid, who wanted Indian emotions but served up in glossy up market gourmet restaurant format.
His cinema connected us with our romantic inner self Kabhie Kabhie and Trishul along with Deewar are film of which the folk lore of the Bollywood mythology are made of. The romance which i have missed in my life. I identified with the obsession of Darr as well as the romanticism of Dil Toh Pagal Hai when SRK comments ‘ Mujhko Meri Maya Nahin Mili Hain’, struck a chord with me. And the iconic line of Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jaayemge which Yash Saheb produced ‘ Baadi Baadi Desho Main Choti Choti Baatein Hotein Rahetein Hain’ is something is etched in the memory of cine goers.
The charm of escapist cinema is that it transports us in to a plane of consciousness which takes us away from the dreaded daily lives of drudgery. The protege of the same Yash Chopra school of Cinema is Karan Johar whose film Student of The Year is almost a tribute to his work accidentally as the film release a few days prior to his demise.
It is ofcourse not a art form taken easily by the critics, nor is it World Cinema. But, what is it is Uniquely Indian, in character, in ethos. Very Bollywood, the Bollywood that i worship.
Yash Saheb. RIP.