Snoopy Us

Have you ever wondered why someone else’s life is always more interesting than yours? The grass is always greener, the toe nails are always redder and the bald is always shinier. Our prying eyes want to know the good, the bad and the ugly happening in our neighbour’s house. We don’t relish the good, we enjoy the bad but the pleasure that comes to our sadistic hearts from the ugly is unsurpassed. The degree of pleasure differs in every human, but truth be told, we do derive happiness from someone else’s agony. If not happiness, then at least, a whole lot of entertainment.

That’s the whole premise of Big Boss. I’m waking up, September has ended and it’s time for October that brings with it a whole new season of useless fights, gross love stories, disgusting men and women, and wait for it, a fish and a parrot. What did these innocent creatures do to be exposed to this ugly world?

There is an entire entity of Big Boss fanatics and I’m guilty of being one of them. That, for one, proves that I’m snoopy. I might give other excuses such as boredom, reading human nature and there-is-nothing-good-on-television rant. But it won’t work. Only nosy people can tolerate the disgust these people bring to our living rooms. That’s another trait of being snoopy - you watch, you talk and then you hate the entire episode. Just like you talk about a person for hours and end it with ‘How does it matter to me?’

So there, amidst happy Navratra, Dussehra, Diwali, Christmas, New Year, Weddings, Anniversaries and a multitude of Birthdays (Really, why do we have ALL the birthdays in the last quarter?) that come with the end of September, I will be watching Big Boss and prying. A lot of you would be doing that with me even though Rakhi Sawant cannot be in every season.

Don’t you think that’s better than me trying to make out why my neighbours squeal at every given opportunity or stalking my Aunty on Facebook whose neck retracts more light than the Sun on my French windows? That’s my petty justification for watching Big Boss, what’s yours?

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