Too long. Too tedious. And strangely plastic. No, this time, Karan Johar seems to have got the formula somewhat skewed. For unlike his earlier successful celluloid soap operas, the audience doesn’t get to shed any real tears even though the protagonists keep crying. Nope! When it comes to infidelity, Arth still remains the last word in Bollywood. And Silsila the most silken.

It’s interesting to watch a story on love-outside-wedlock carefully play out without falling into one-dimensional traps of a blame-game, where either partner is entirely villainous (scores of films). Or the actions are justified by a sweet, innocent, unrequited, but eternal love from the past (Silsila, and several of its clones). The film doesn’t perceive monogamy as an impossible human attribute either, so I didn’t see the moral status-quo on marriages being rocked. The discussion centres on how if you’re not with the one you love; you need not be forced to love the one you’re with.