TOI editorial ' Punches from a superstar (Salman Khan) ' Interesting
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Punches From A Superstar 😃
The immortal thoughts of a box-office darling,when challenged by critics
So there,Mr Clever Critic.Ive proved you wrong again.You said my new movie was unadulterated trash.Well,its hit unadulterated gold at the box office! Despite your nit-picking and nay-saying,Ive shown its lip-syncing and hip-swinging that rule our audiences hearts.With some shirt-stripping.Its not your fancy Fellini or smarty-pants Scorsese,but me,half-pant hottie,shaking up our box office the worlds largest,may i add for the last 20 years.You sneer that my flying-shirt acts growing a little old while its actually getting better! Look at my muscles,my six-to-eight pack,my sturdy legs that both kick and pirouette.Which star in your beloved West has all this or more Frankly,i didnt have much either when i started,but as they say,persevere,puttar,and you shall achieve.
And achieve i have.I may not have won those prissy awards you keep raving about Golden Bear or Diamond Duck but ive broken every commercial record that matters,and some more too.For instance,looking dropdeadpan-handsome over two decades.Big deal if it involved
hair transplants and a few other
procedures we wont go into
right now.All that naach-gaana
in the hot sun or pouring rain,
thumka to tango through 20
years and looking thrilled each
time.Romancing heroines as
fat as my yummy-mummy,then
switching to Size Zero sweeties
without missing a beat.Its hard
work.But someones got to do it.
And that someones been me.
And guess what Despite all
your moaning about regurgitated formulae and hackneyed plots,viewers adore me because of my record-breaking feats.I may not be able to put it properly in words but boy,do my pectorals speak to them.Why do you think they go mad when i tear off my shirt Its not because of chemistry,dummy,but because of history they see every hour ive sweated it out,in gym and jail,my bulging body and heavy wallet speaking.They see their journey too rayon to Teflon,frontbench cheapsters to multiplex-hipsters,grubby popcorn in plastic packs to cheese and caramel feasts.When my shirt comes off,they see all the toil and tears it takes to make that ultimate blockbuster the India story.And they love it.
Thats why im still a superstar.Not an armchair intelli-gent complaining about unimaginative characters.Or saying art cinema doesnt get the money my movies do.Of course it doesnt ! Who needs art when you have life in surround sound Who needs sagas about struggle when i say it all with a whip of my shirt When you criticise me,pal,youre taking on total India.So yaar,quit carping.Or else fight it out,pen to sword (lets just settle,once and for all,which is mightier!).After 20 years of guts and glory,im so Ready for you.
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