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Yes, PK Should Be Banned

On godmen, religious intolerance, morality, and the dangerous business of thinking.

6 January 2015 · 3 min read

Watched the Rajkumar Hirani – Aamir Khan movie, PK.

PK Should Be Banned

I used to wonder how a movie which had been given the green light by the censor board could get so very controversial. Now I understand why a particular sect of our intellectual society considers it mortally dangerous enough to call for a total ban.

I totally sympathise with these legal guardians of spirituality.

PK, the movie, should be banned.

For one, PK deals with a major issue of our times — the institutionalisation of religion.

We have self-proclaimed godmen, some of whom are highly successful in managing multi-crore business enterprises in a very organised manner. They are not restricted to any particular religion or sect, and their success depends on how effectively they are able to touch the emotional quotient of the gullible common man, who is often neck-deep in turmoil and looks up to them for instant solutions to his problems.

PK attacks these spiritual managers with a healthy dose of sarcastic humour.

Just think about it… if someone threatens to ruin your business, wouldn’t you get on the defensive? Wouldn’t you go to any lengths to protect it? So why blame those conditioned souls who are only ensuring their means of survival?

Nope. No way.

PK should be banned.

Sometimes truth gets very uncomfortable.

The fact that the picture of Mahatma Gandhi has value only on a particular type of paper — the currency note — is something that hits you right in the face.

Again, PK deals with the necessity of having a relationship with God based on love, and not fear. But I guess, if that were the case, most of God’s so-called ‘managers’ would run out of business, because all they do is capitalise on the fear of the gullible common man, who spends fortunes trying to appease God.

Well… it’s a fact, but who are Rajkumar Hirani or Aamir Khan to rub it in?

The larger population of our great country manages problems effectively by pretending they don’t exist.

If this is hypocrisy, so be it.

But PK should be banned.

We are the population of a great country that upholds cultural values and ethos. Morality plays a big part in shaping our lives and lifestyles. Anything that threatens the foundation of this fragile culture is a big no.

In a country where it is pretty much easy to rape, eve-tease, molest, pinch bottoms, grope, and generally get away even with murder, any act that is suggestive of expressing love or physical intimacy between a man and a woman is not acceptable.

How on earth do we permit a lip-to-lip kiss between the protagonists of the movie?

Let us ignore the fact that we belong to an ancient civilisation that, among others, has witnessed the birth of great Hindu men like Vatsyayana and Jayadeva, who penned amazing treatises.

It is bad enough that PK features love — love jihad? — between a Muslim man and a Hindu woman, but nothing could get more sacrilegious than the fact that the man happens to be a Pakistani.

A Pakistani!!!

God!

PK should be banned without doubt.

Hey! Those of you who haven’t watched the movie yet, and are not convinced that PK disrespects Hinduism and everything connected with it, that it ridicules our culture and tradition, that it is a blot on our social views and a threat to our innate logical mindsets — why don’t you go watch the movie?

After that, let us all stand up and call for a ban against anything remotely sensible in society.

Let us all get together to curb the creative freedom of people. Let us encourage our children to discriminate against one another on the basis of caste.

And, more importantly, let us proudly admit the fact that we have enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.

First published on my first blog, God’s Own Country!!!, 6 January 2015.

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