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GABBAR VS TUBBER

 DISCLAIMER: - This piece is written in pure jest including the comparisons. Any resemblance to the real or fictional people/characters and the story is purely coincidental with no intention to hurt any feelings. So read on….

 


 

Most of us are fans of “Sholay picture”. Every character of the movie is still as fresh. If we take the world scenario today, there are many similarities.

 

There were the good, bad and the ugly portrayed so well in the movie. The story was gripping, touching, suspenseful, nail biting and enthralled us no end. No one knew the end until we reached the climax scene. It was entertaining and a total paisa vasool movie.

 

The formula for a hit movie had to have “Hellen-Villan, Gana-Bajana, Dance-Romance”. The only thing I detested was the bloodshed of innocents, like the school teacher’s son who was paraded back dead to the village on a donkey.

 

There is this huge village called Ramgarh. The de-facto head of the area around the village is ‘Tubber’ not Gabbar. He could take away anything and everything at will, if he was not supplied with “oil”. He could execute villagers or put sanctions like he is doing now for disobedience. It is my way or the highway kind of situation.

 

Gabbar had curly hair and Tubber is blonde. Only thing is, Tubber is always well dressed, brushes his teeth, combs his hair and wears a red tie. Tubber is a businessman at heart which is part of his selfish character. Gabbar was selfish too.

 

Tubber wears a belt of ammunition called missiles and aircrafts. He also has aircrafts carriers instead of horses. Tubber can barsao sholay from the sky. He can destroy any village at will. Tubber can abduct village headmen including their wives. He can also ‘execute’ people who he thinks are trouble makers covertly or overtly.

 

He plays merry hell with any one who does not play his ‘trumpet’, like what he is doing in Iran, Syria, Nigeria, Yemen, Somalia etc. He has proxies, like in the promised land, who are bent upon sorting out ISIS, Hamas, and Hezbollah. Ukraine is on another ego trip.

 

Some nations act blind. They know everything but turn a blind eye to the events adversely affecting the world because of certain idiosyncrasies of Tubber. Maybe, due to fear of being sanctioned, attacked, regime change, on purpose or ignorance. They need to stand up.

 

Basically, Ramgarh and Islamnagar are at war. Ramgarh folks, with the head as Tubber who cannot stand Islamnagar people and vice versa. People like Osama and Saddam were taken out. Who is next in line?

 

Though Ramgarh and Islamnagar are at loggerheads within another huge nation, a portion of it was carved out into a state which is bleeding it with a thousand cuts as a state policy. That story later.

 

Tubber has a ‘clout of like minded people’ akin to NATO. He chairs and heads many other organisations too. The dictates’ are simple; “you are with me or against me”. Period! Those countries are also now getting bugged by the way Tubberistan is dominating them.

 

Shouts of “Haritland ke vaasio, maan jao, nahi to Tubber kha jayega” are reverberating in the air. “Tum mujhe tel do, main tumhe baksh dunga”. Tubber told Venezuela. They didn’t listen, so he abducted their village headman and his wife. Kar lo jo karna hai.

 

Then there is one ‘Thakur’. An old policeman, now living a kind of retired life. Respected once but now, no one pays heed to him. Everyone has a right to crib and cry on his shoulder knowing full well that no meaningful action can be taken by him except “Kari Ninda”. You know which organisation I am hinting at.

 

Tubber ‘cut off hands’ by withdrawing from about 66 UN and other world organisations. Time is not far when Tubber might pull the carpet from under the feet of more organisations.

 

Tubber only fears two people, Jay and Veeru. “Put-in and Pi”. They keep him in place and are a nightmare as far as Tubber is concerned. They are the only people who can give a fight to Tubberistan economically, financially, and militarily. Tubber hates them but cannot do a fig to get them off the hook.

 

Sanctions do not matter to them. Tubber sanctioned Hindustan too. But then we have Nimmo Tai here. She and her Dhanno are galloping on a track where sanctions did matter but only for a while. Now, Mota and Chota Brothers are busy improving the Tonga to race ahead and keep growing at a breakneck speed. ‘Ye alag baat hai’ that Basanti is hot headed and speaks out of turn.

 

Tubber the dacoit has a good spy network spread worldwide. The day they fail, he sacks them like what Gabbar did with Samba, Kalia and gang when they could not tell him correctly ‘kitne aadmi the’. Israel is like Samba who sits on a hillock watching over the bad guys from a vantage point.

 

The twist in the ending of Tubber’s story is that Jai and Veeru are going to stay. They feel hurt, bruised & aching but have their own nuskas to deal with this ‘pain in the neck’.

 

By the way the Mexican girl’s cry is like intruders getting into Tubber land which he deports with many other nationalities. He wants people only from his village to work in his land. All those coming from outside have to pay a ‘heavy price’. The moot point is that Tubber doesn’t have enough ‘Padhe likhe’ people of that calibre who can run things.

 

Basanti will marry Veeru, Jay might Voo Bhabhi, but Thakur will never get his hands back. Tubber will be removed from power, shot, abducted or sent to jail. Who knows!

 

By the way, Gabbar was very fond of nautch girls dancing around a bonfire. We will add a song and dance sequence in the film soon. Basanti was told not to dance in no uncertain terms “in kutton ke samne mat nachana Basanti” but Mehbooba-o-Mehbooba was a real “ooo-ooo-ooo” hit.

 

Gabbar came and Gabbar went and so would Tubber. It is time to have peace and harmony on earth. Take it or leave it approach will not help. With blinkers on, dhanno’s vision gets restricted.

 

We are the world and we are its children. Let us make it a better place. What is your take? I wonder!!!!!!!!

 

JAI HIND

©® NOEL ELLIS

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