Showing posts with label Generation Y. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Generation Y. Show all posts

Friday, March 27, 2009

The “Yo-generation”! Is this what I am left with?


Gelled-up spikes, a colorful t-shirt whose sleeves have rolled-up to present a better picture of the hard work spent on the beefed-up muscles, the ever-visible boxers which have vowed never to go in modesty and some branded sneakers and I present to you the result of MTV westernization.

This is the modern Prince Charming. This is what we have reduced our tastes to. We modern women are marring our name in history. But we are not entirely blameworthy. We are not left with many choices. In fact, many of us dames have never even encountered a knight in shiny armor.

There was a time when our mothers had crushes on truly classy men. Yes, they were classy. Although their choice in dressing differs from us but when it comes to men they have seen the remarkable kinds. Both Imran Khan and Junaid Jamshed made dashing hairstyle statements, the sophisticated Rahat Kazmi, the classy Dr. Mani from Shahzori and others of the like.

Unexpectedly, I had a crush on one person, who I had often seen during my childhood when Pakistani dramas had a standard, was Shakeel. His calm and demure manner and his smiling gaze at his wife whenever she was venting her anger at him is something which is actually called “cool”. Not your boyfriend’s dressing. This reminds me, he wore a simple white shalwar kurta but it added more to his style.

Now we have crushes on the likes of pretty boys aka Christiano Ronaldo, David Beckham, Ali Zafar and we can never forget our hulky neighboring Bollywood stars Hrithik Roshan and John Abraham etc. These are the idols of the todays young generation and their carbon copies can be found now.

In an article, “Missing Bollywood’s Good Old Days” Aamna Isani reminisces about the time “When heroes were men not metrosexuals”. She writes that “Whether they were brooding romantics like Dilip Kumar, sensitive souls like Sanjeev Kumar or the quintessential lover boys like Rajesh Khanna or Dev Anand, they never appeared anything but pure ‘man’…….Today most of Bollywood’s heroes appear as pygmies on steroids…..Because the hero must dance better (Hrithik Roshan, SRK,…….) than his female counterpart and he must be dressed just as colorfully too, if not more.”

That was a time when a person brought his individual personality. This uniqueness appeals more than some eight pacs. Once a friend of mine tried to get out information about what type of men attract me. And it was a bit difficult for me to explain since my generation can not comprehend with the fact that apart from attractive physical features and a good salary (we all are gold-diggers) what else does a woman wants? Surely we want attractive and well-groomed men but the one of the most charming aspects is personality. We all want to be mesmerized, don’t we ladies?