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Why 'Padmavat' is not as objectionable as 'Padmavati'..

One Bollywood movie that has gained immense attention and hype in the recent months has finally reached multiplexes. The controversial film is made of an already narrated background story. A story which most history books describing brave queens of Indian history also contain.  Those who have been students or interest holders of Hindi Sahitya must have read the story from epic author and poet Malik Muhammad Jayasi named as Padmavat. So, the only thing that could be changed in it was the way of narration and probably it was the issue with the protesters. The book story turned motion picture with a cost of 200 crore was primarily named as Padmavati as the producer/ director wanted to frame it as a story of the beauty and bravery of Queen Padmavati. But the Rajput inheritors had made enough havoc of the film not only in India but in other countries also where the film was proposed to release.


Due to the protests, the film was not allowed to release and we also get to see an unreasonably stretched off-screen melodrama on it. The director was harassed, the actress playing Queen Padmavati in the film was threatened and she just like her character in the film stood fearlessly and a few more episodes of the same kind happened before the film got permission to release with a few more declarations about its ambiguous historical background and a name change. Thus, Padmavati became Padmavat and people got to enjoy it on big screens today.  


Watching a film so much into controversies might make you feel like going on the border when the war is expected to break out. The first-day first show audience was moving ahead to the screens with a grace matching with that of Queen Padmavati herself while conquering her battle with cynic Khilji by committing Jauhar as most of the viewers were well aware of possible protests and prevailing threats of setting the screen into the fire.


After enjoying a slow musical Rajmahal delight love story with a sobbing climax, you may be asked “how was it?” in a sense of “how controversial it was”. To be frank, rubbing off an innocent “I” from the earlier title does not get justified as the film tells what it was made to tell. There is everything in place as expected from a typical Bhansali film; the expensive costumes, jaw-dropping jewellery sets, the energetic Ranveer Singh, the music, the graceful group dance moves, the conspiracy against true lovers, the talking eyes and the elegance of everything. In case the story of Queen Padmavati was not an already told one to the entire world, it was not hard to guess the climax being it a typical Bhansali film in which the true lovers are set to meet in peace above this world. The tight packing under the box of controversy added a lot more to the promotion of the film and a bit more to the Jauhar plot in which the Rajput protesters also burnt some public buses. The change of titles perhaps saves many other such public property from becoming part of another Jauhar.
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