The answer is simple, we Indians just can’t stop obsessing over celebrities. And media shows us what we want to see. Sorry, the media doesn’t show us anything, it feeds us, even stuffs us with what is desirable but at the same time unapproachable.
You must be seeing the internet flooding with glamorous pictures that glorify the already glorified. The caption for the picture would not be the names of the would-be bride and groom, but something like, “Eldest son of the richest man of India, Akash Ambani, soon to get engaged with her girlfriend.” The description of the gala would focus more on Nita Ambani’s dance performance than on what the bride is like. Of course, it is not about the engagement and the couple as much as who all attended the party, who wore what, and who came with whom.
The media would keep showing you the unachievable, calling it “outlandish” itself, and you would never stop going gaga over Alia Bhatt’s saree, or Priyanka Chopra’s new boyfriend, or Shahrukh Khan’s son. Of course, such soirees don’t happen, they are performed or staged like a drama to put on display the greatness of the great again and again. What’s saddening is it becomes successful because of the people like us who would consume anything glamorous that is thrown on our plate delightfully.