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By: Arya Aiyappan
Friday, January 05, 2007
Imagine...Cameras everywhere with ever-watchful eyes keeping a tab on your activities! How would life be when privacy exists only within the vicinity of the washroom? The situation is rather murky and one cannot be oneself. But trying times can bring out the hidden motives and inner character of any person for the matter sane or insane.
Within the house of Bigg Boss, cameras are kept in every room to closely scrutinize every move of the celebrities virtually trapped in the house devoid of any communication channels and entertainment. 24 hours throughout the day the cameras render every move of the celebrities with utmost sincerity. They track them from the moment they wake up till they are back in bed at night. Dutifully and faithfully capturing every moment of their stay - the cooking sessions, cleaning schedules, dance and masti, meetings and even their make up and dressing room. Privacy is thrown to the winds.
The artistes accustomed to the cameras adjust themselves though on occasions their patience wanes and they give in to their real self as when Rakhi Sawant had yelled and screamed before her elimination or the back-biting and bitchiness for which Kashmira was quite infamous.
The audience used to painted faces on screen gets the golden chance to see the personalities in their true selves. Slowly as the show is moving towards its fag end, the uneasiness and skirmishes are erupting and factions are formed within the house. Amit and Rupaali have joined hands to fight against Ravi who is their common enemy. The cameras faithfully capture their conversations and their plan of action as well. Ravi Kissen and Baba Sehgal have formed a musical troupe with Rakhi Sawant as their star performer, the item girl in full fling with her titillating dance moves. They travel down the memory lane living those lovely moments. Carol has lately lost her strength of mind and trust in her own self and others around, waiting to be ousted. The actors and actresses blatantly make loud and clear their vehement, disgust, sorrows and joys, and their liking and disliking for one another in front of the camera.
Even though the prize money is a big lure and the fame and popularity is an added bonus, the trauma of living under constant surveillance far exceeds the bait!