The Swayamvar season 2 "Rahul duhaniya le jaega" has just started. The other day ma and me were watching it, the former with supreme amusement and the latter starkly lacking it. A certain Mr. Rahul was looking err, well, handsome ;) with face paint, kohl and a shade-brighter-than-what-was-required lip-colour. There were 15 girls who were confessing their undying love (???!!!) for him and each being reduced to their barbaric bests for their share of attention from an apparently humbled Rahul. The girls were around the age group of 19-24. Well 19-year-old heads just out of their mills and boon giggles falling in love with this Mr. Mahajan was a bit of a shock for my mom. “Era pagol naki re? Dekh na, puro bar dancer-der moto lagche eder nachle!ora tai hobe, nahole ekhane ebhabe or jonno keo ase naki!!!!" was ma’s repeatedly uttered comments of disbelieve. Well, as long as the high-octane drama and cleavage display goes on, all’s well for our sadistically pleasure deprived Indian audience and the limelight hogging publicity pervert 15-secs-of-fame-famished young girls of today. sigh!! I have a phuchka treat from P today. :) *happy*