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Looking for Mr. Wrong
MRINAL PANDE
A FEW weeks after DD announced its major foray into reality TV,
titled "Swayamvar", came news that the Sony people were also
planning to launch a similar programme, to be comp red by a major
film star. Pushu, my scholar cousin and itinerant celebrity-
baiter, called up. "Forget Sony, but why do you think an
otherwise sane and conservative DD is also planning this?" he
asked me. There was a pause, while we both waited for me to find
a diplomatic answer. Finally I said, perhaps they both feel that
marriages arranged along caste-class lines are pass; and that
young women have a right to choose their Mr. Right themselves.
Women's Empowerment year and all that, I finished with an
apologetic laugh.
"But who believes in intercaste marriages? look at the blatantly
casteist matrimonials that sell our newspapers. Also what about
the post-marital lives of those glamorous debutantes of "Bharat,
EK Khoj?" Damyanti, Seeta, Draupadi, all of them had a Swayamvar
without fear of Television Rating Points (TRP) ratings, or
favours from advertisers but all ended up in exile and penury,
didn't they? Even great warriors like Nala, Rama and Arjuna could
not prevent their Swayamvarised marriages from turning messy.
And, mind you, that was the age of Treta and Dwapar. Do you
seriously think these poor young things from Kaliyuga, are going
to fare better than those after their Swayamvar?"
As usual, Pushu had scored a teleological point there. I laughed
and agreed that in this age of ever-rising statistics on divorce,
dowry deaths and marital violence, advertising free choice of
mates through a televised Swayamvara, seemed a rather
questionable idea. Having worked with several TV channels,
however, loyalty demanded that I do not give up so soon. "Look at
the programme's potential for mopping up audiences and generating
advertising revenue," I insisted, "a programme of this sort
promises to rake in mega audiences, and mega-bucks."
"Does it really?"
"Well, we've been told, for a reality serial that literally
marries money to matrimony, every kind of advertising will be
available from national and international manufacturers of
consumer durables and non-durables. Two separate surveys have
been done, and they both show that TV ad spends have actually
risen. ORG-MARG's Media Analyser Package (MAP) says it has risen
by 16 per cent and Current Opinion Future Trends pegs the
increase at 30 per cent. Also advertising time is up, my dear. Do
you know that TV ad-expenditure still commands about 38 per cent
of the total ad-pie? This is the time for channels to launch new
viewer-friendly serials if ever there was one! DD, the public
broadcaster will rule TRP ratings, you'll see!"
There was a delighted cackle at the other end. As usual I had
walked into Pushu's trap. "Haven't you," he laughed," heard of
the latest Television Audience Measurement (TAM) scam? Since the
lists of homes where the ratings were being collected through
people-metres were leaked, all T.V. ratings have become suspect!
But even before that in actual terms T.V. revenues for all
channels have been falling. Now they are down almost to one
tenth."
"How come?"
"The ad-agencies are just not coughing up their outstanding dues
that's how. In the Lok Sabha, the Information and Broadcasting
Minister quoted a mind-boggling sum of over a billion rupees that
the public broadcaster has failed to realise from makers of its
sponsored programmes. What with discounting of rates by rivals
and gimmicks like offering bonus air time to ad companies, all
the channels are going to face grim times. DD or Sony will be no
exceptions."
With a chuckle, Pushu put the phone down. End of conversation.
"Baat nikli hai to door talak jayegi" - once you talk, the talk
shall run a very long course indeed, said an Urdu poet.
Even if we forget about the TAM scam and tales from the
scriptures, some other, unanswered questions shall pop-up on your
screens. Take for example the tease for the Swayamvar show that
says that the happy bridge and groom will enter their married
life with the blessings of 2.5 million prime time Indian viewers.
Also that the couple shall be showered with countless attractive
gifts from various sponsors. But the question is the day after
the reality wedding, is this mountain of gifts going to be
construed as Stree-Dhan (claimable by the woman as her exclusive
property) or dowry, which is illegal, both via--vis giving and
receiving thereof?
And will the cameras from then on (citing 2.5 m. viewers' demand)
also plan on continuing with the game and go on to pan the
honeymooners inside their sponsored hotel suite, if some willing
company offers to revise the rates and sponsor more gifts and
cash and the couple agrees?
Will this dare all and bare all, be questionable under the
Indecent Portrayal of Women in the Media Act? Will George
Fernandes cite the bride's human rights and call for the arrest
of the groom?
It is obvious, that in bringing reality T.V., to our screens, we
will be moving from accidental celebrities like Phoolan and that
hapless girl Sonu (who was recently murdered by her caste
Panchayat members along with her groom, for having dared to
choose her own mate) to a new era of voyeurism. What will we then
call the death of the Orissa tribals, unreality T.V.?
As villages merge into cities and yesterday's farmers turn into
today's urban squatters, many families are cracking up. And as an
antidote for loss of community, T.V. seems to be creating virtual
communities where the lonely viewers will mourn Mihir's death
more than Phoolan's. Here good marriages or droughts shall not be
deemed made in heaven, but in film-studios.
News became Infotainment in the 1980s. In 2001, entertainment is
news. And the loss of one's privacy, once George Orwell's
nightmare, is going to be cheerily transformed into India's
latest prime-time spectacle.
So SONY and DD may sing with Marx (Groucho not Karl)
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