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“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13… Tera karoon gin gin ke intezaar…”

Amchi Marathi mulgi, Madhuri is back, and ready to thrill her fans and audiences alike with her ‘thumke’, ‘latke’, ‘jhatke’, and so on. This ‘ek-do-teen’ girl finds a respectable position in the elite club of Indian film industry’s dancing queens. Though I haven’t been a great fan of Madhuri Dixit, I have liked some of her movies and almost all of her dance sequences. Her perfectly swaying body and expressions aptly compliment grace, passion, excitement, confidence, and sensuality. From “Humko Aaj Kal Hai Intezaar” in “Sailaab” to “Dhak Dhak” in “Beta” and “Ek do teen” in “Tezaab” to her dance performances in “Devdas”, “Dil to Pagal Hai”, and many others, I have liked her in all.

And now “Aaja Nachle”, the movie itself is about dance and music, and Madhuri, in my opinion is a perfect pick for it, not only considering her as a dancing emblem but also looking at the character she would be playing. Though I am already aware of the plot and the story, one thing that will surely pull me to theater for the movie is Madhuri, her return, and her performance ofcourse.

What also remains to be seen is the craftwork of Jaideep Sahni (Company, Chak De, Khosla ka Ghosla fame), and Anil Mehta (who shot Lagaan, Kabhi Alvida…), who together have woven “Aaja Nachle” to welcome the dancing prodigy. In other perspective, the film also carries a plot where politicians vested interest to give away our historic representations of art and culture to private players (builders, contractors) is highlighted and Madhuri acts as a savior. However, we can set this aside for now and enjoy Madhuri’s dancing extravaganza after her 5-year silence from the industry.

“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13… Tera karoon gin gin ke intezaar…”

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