Comedy and humour is a refreshing lemonade one likes to have after a tiring and dry day. What would you say if this comes in the form of a television series? Awesome… Bingo… The more the merrier… This must have been the reaction among the Indian audiences when Indian Laughter Challenge was launched few years back. The audience has loved it and relished it like none, the whole nation has been laughing since then at every joke they crack, and at every issue they frame.
In fact, humor is the best form of an enriching lifestyle just like the discretion is the best form of valor . If one learns to laugh at the issues surrounding them and imbibes them in a lighter vein, it will do those more good as in having a healthy, relaxed, and cheerful lifestyle.
You must have seen the Indian laughter challenge stars and participants on television and you tube but what if you get the opportunity to see their live show on a free pass, would you let it go even if it is an invitation on the last minute. No way, not if it was me. On a lazy Sunday noon, around September this year, I came to know that my hubby had received free passes for the Indian comedy show in Melbourne Convention Center We had to be there by five. I sprang from my chair like a kid after saying an excited YES on the phone. A couple of hours of the face-pack, conditioning, straightening, eye lashes, lenses, gloss and trinkets were all done and the elated me was ready to laugh my heart out in the comedy stands.
Raju Srivastava, Irfan Malik and Ali Hasan (Jodi from Pakistan), were the prominent stars of the evening show. Their witty and impromptu remarks and replies as well as their undying spirit floating across all the loopholes impressed me. They also touched the audience’s chord on issues like Indians living in Australia, on India and Pakistan’s relationships that made us smile, twitch, and think. They made every tiny little bone in me laugh.
I realized that razor sharp observation is the key to creativity in an artist. They were so quick to realize that how lucky we Indians were to be living here in Melbourne, which is the most liveable city in the world at present. The easy and disciplined traffic, immaculate cleanliness and the well-dressed, handsome police wishing you on coming across them were the few interesting topics that were served with a hint of humour. The start of the show was itself colourful with all the Bollywood dances, salsa, and Urdu tacks being performed by the artists from Melbourne, India and Pakistan. It was interesting to see that most of the young Indian artists were Australian born but were still so connected to the roots and culture. The Sauriee sounded as beautiful as the Indian Sari and annoying glottal stops were not so annoying after all, as they had the spirit of the Indian, which made them shine on the stage that day.
They showed so much respect for their fellow artists and were so kind to the newcomers, hosts, and security staff. The artists were humble enough to accept that they would be packing our love and accolades in their suitcases and would keep it close to their hearts while going back home.
We clapped at their precision, laughed at their entertaining dialogues, and giggled at their rustic punches. I did not at all mind that it was a Sunday evening and Monday was coming on close (shudders), and that it was almost midnight when we reached home. We were still bubbling with witty effervescence while climbing the stairs to our flat. The four hours of action packed event was worth the time and we must have gained ten ounces of gushing blood in our veins for sure.