What we didn’t realise was that it was a slippery slope down to the garbage dump of gibberish, which is where we’re at now. If you thought the Dhadang dhadang song or “Chinta ta ta chita chita chinta ta ta taaaa” from Rowdy Rathore was bad, hold your horses. Because truth is, if you tried, you could sniff out some vague sense of logic floating around those songs. But what is the point of this opening verse:“Udan chhoo chhoo, Main chidiya firangiBalam tu tu, Tu desi mousambi”
So first, something is being made to disappear (udan chhoo chhoo), and then we’re being told that there’s a foreign bird sees a love interest in an Indian fruit. Why? Then there are poetic explosions like, “Chiki chiki chubby chubby, Batein kare lovey dovey” and “Chiching phaak, Chiching phaak“?
What have we done to deserve any of this?