Another week passes us by and we have yet to see the next instalment of Bashar Momin. The way things are going I don’t think we’ll get to see anymore of BM till after Ramzan. Oh the wait! Chalo utni dair mein to entertain myself as much as you all I give you Rudaba at her wedding.
We all know how Rudaba ended up as soon-to-be-Mrs. Rudaba Bashar or need I rehash that sorry tale of sizzle and suspicion. Her misery reminds me of a rather telling comparison. Enter: Prison Princess. If you see that video you know that is not a happy bride, those, ladies and gentlemen, are not tears of joy. This is what we call dahaday maar kar roona. Now imagine BM and RBM on a sofa at their Walima, do you see tears of joy…?
Here’s a couple who can’t stand each other, doesn’t display any emotion for each other, and is together solely because of conniving trickery. If only Rudaba could call a time out on her life. Instead they called a time out on Bashar Momin.
Oh well, till we see the crying bride and tamasha that follows.
Talk soon,
RB (Tweet me!)
