Logic? Who's That?

 Alright, I've talked about College Street and Park Street and Calcutta for a couple of days, but now it's time to explore something else. Actually, scrap that. It's time to go back to a certain topic which I hadn't done justice to. 

I refer, of course, to that age-old entity which bewitches human minds and leaves them bereft of logic: daily soap operas. Of course, Marvel has the ability to do so too, but they don't let us realize that straight away. Once you mock your mother's love of Shah Rukh Khan, you realize how farcical Marvel movies are, but that's a different story altogether. 

Let's see, then. First off, the premise. There is always a watered-down love story on the cards, between two people of different social classes. Either the male(or female) protagonist is obscenely rich, with a humongous mansion you can never find in the city, or absurdly poor. Well, not poor, exactly, but the members of the richer family always make it a point to tell them how they don't have as much money.

In the midst of all this, there is always that one family member(two, if you're lucky), who looks for the goodness in people's hearts and is surprisingly nice to everybody, unlike the rest of the family. Then there is that one in-law(always a lady) who had a brilliant mind when she was younger, but had to become a housewife, due to varying circumstances. 

Then there are the antagonists. Usually in multiples of three, these antagonists stop at nothing to flaunt their excessive wealth(and lack of something productive to occupy their time) and make the life of our protagonist miserable. Now, these three may be ladies, or one lady, two henchmen, or one lady, one yes-man, and a weak-willed passive villain. That's how they may be divided, although other specialists may have different views. 

These people are always on the lookout for unattended cooking vessels, waiting to mess up the food for the day. Surprisingly enough, every single member of the joint family has their food cooked separately. That's why they ruin the food, but usually it's just one person who notices it. Or it may be that the others are too scared to point it out. Either way, logic, as always, has gone for a toss. 

In the midst of all this, the protagonist lies helpless, downtrodden and without an avenue of escape. All of a sudden, there is an accident, and one of the neutral people(or villains, if you're lucky) suddenly get a blood transfusion and turn into staunch supporters of the previously tortured hero(or heroine). Seems like the Anti-Defection Bill wasn't allowed to be implemented in TV households; there would have been too big a loss for the industry. 

Now the protagonist is always chirpy, and braves every single problem with a curiously strong expression on his/her face. Strangely, this expression has more in common with a severely constipated monkey than an actual person, but we let it pass. We've mortgaged our brains before watching this, don't forget. 

We now come to scenes and incidents. Every time, the villains try to sabotage our hero's plans and ruin their dreams, be it through poisoning or orchestrating a misunderstanding between various people. The hero despairs; can nothing ever be made right? That is when the selfless, anonymous benefactor decides to enter the show. They ask for nothing in return- all they wish for is peace in a household that does not affect them in any way whatsoever. Go figure.

Then there's the twins trope. Out of nowhere, the scriptwriters may deem it fit to introduce the long-lost twin of a semi-important character. How this person got separated at birth remains a mystery for the entirety of the show. They just got separated- that's all you need to know. Now, this twin comes back, asking for his or her inheritance, and is usually the complete opposite of the other person. Here, the protagonist once again comes to the rescue and solves the riddles, thus reconciling the siblings. Hooray!

I still haven't managed to cover everything, but I must stop now. Otherwise, I fear I might become an expert on the whole thing. Right now, I'm just a part-timer who's poking fun at this. The transition from the ridiculer to the ridiculed is surprisingly smooth, and I don't want to be caught unawares. 

Either way, there are two pieces of advice I would like to leave with all my readers. Firstly, if you value your brain, don't watch these serials unless your life depends on it. Your intelligence and rationality depends on it. Secondly, you've sped through January without realizing it, so when are you going to get a move on and do something? You've only got 11 more months to go. On that note, take care. Adios!